Fat tummy tapeworm loves free parties

 
The hot & spicy chicken, KFC, makes me
A mammoth cylindrical mouth-opening monster
Who wants to eat the entire Statue of Liberty
Green painted, bleached diamond spikes all over
With no legs or hands or butt or penis
Just like an elongated non-branched out tree
Reason, many small Piranha like creatures going nuclear fission process
More and more, populating in my body and pleading for buffet
Famished ugly piranhas wanting that fried rooster
Their jaws biting my intestine, biting frequency 180 per min
Crying and pleading like naughty infant babies
I cannot help but to feed them and finally, force them to sleep
And, you say I am bloody fat appetite tummy boy



I never love to plunge in the pool of
Unconscious zestless beaten up white rice-worms
Dancing around the plate, trying a bull’s eye in my mouth
Splashed by the hypnotizing tomato color stinking liquid
You dare eat it; you will go fucking crazy
You join the flock of shabby naked noseless, eyeless beasts
They all in a straight-chained link list suck the scrotom of the next
Making out a hum sound and chewing slices of hair from the root
The last lying man takes the semen of all from a common liquid pipe
This blissful yummy meal space, do you want to enjoy it?
If yes, come to my mess


Jimi’s beer cafe, I love saying, on any bet
If I win, you are taking me to that psychedelic paradise
The phantom I go through, is like a phony, twisted Sci-fi movie
It hallucinates me from outside only
Jimi Hendrix welcomes me at gate
I enter; Hurt(Kurt) Cobain gives me a love buzz
I am flattered, he asks me to come in
I go, but, he stinks badly, really horrible
A Satan with him has vagina, instead of mouth, on his face
I plead him to get a bath & do not feel lonely
Janitor job took away all his desires of neatness
He likes that way, ok then; I come out
Then comes my golden drink with a pot-acid
It plunges in my pool, splits up
Some play rugby in tummy, like Phantom and Tintin
Wonder woman and Lindsay Lohan go to tip of my penis
Performing a Bharatnatyam in white Apsara costume
Their leg thumping effect, it triggers me, hands get fevi-colled to it
I go to the bathroom, rub and flush them out
Batman & Joker, races to my brain
And starts a clash, fighting for dictatorship of this Gotham city



Batman shows me the beautiful utopian world
I and Meo, happy together, alone in our dream world
We create two buildings with hair; they can fly
They will have heart and emotions like us
They will fuck each other; the male will paste a broomstick
The woman will create a Grand Canyon , for babies to come out
This will keep growing and multiplying
And will create a new Gotham city
We will create human android; pre feed all instructions
Then, there will be no emotions, wary, mistrust, rage and war
Life will go on sweet like a baby’s pure innocent dream
The Joker, more wicked and calculative
He will put gates at all building
This will limit the growing space
Density population will increase
Emotions gets encrypted in android
Joker will take birth in the city as Charles Darwin
He will introduce “survival of the fittest” act
Then, one day will come a catastrophic apocalypse
Mothers will kill their babies
Boyfriends will turn gay
Husbands will cut their penis
Trees will bring CO2 and O2
O2 will be kept in stores, 50$ per 100 grams
People will become body conscious
They will shy to roam around naked
Clothes will come in, only branded Armani will be available
Human killing guns, sleep and laziness gets invented, no more 24 hours life
It will make people selfish, mean and fake
No more development, peace, devotion and love  
More money, murdering and stealing will start happening
Protection forces will come, all corrupt and Joker’s men
Remaining, Poison Ivy will take them to sleep
Mr. Freezer will of course, ice them into statues
It will all be over, Batman killed; dreams vanished into a bare desert
And, Meo will become a slut to serious Joker
I get up, pay bill and say bye to Jemi & Hurt
And, you ask me why you want party at Jimi’s


Please to all of you; take me to heaven of Momo
I want to meet my lost friend, hi KD
Driving in mist and ice to vanilla top
Oh shit, no petrol pumps here
Please please please, oh thanks
I get a ride with Led Zepplin till the main gate
Their red mother starship will have 100 copies of Megan Fox
I put small fish in their pussy, they love it, imagine the sound
And I learnt that fish can stay alive in that cave without water
You gulp that fish and your will never lose a hair
I reach the stairway to heaven
I can smell the aroma of steaming Momo
They are being packed heart-shaped-box
Handed out to depressed souls in China
Mao is dead; get over it you fucking communist junkies
Let them be spared, my friend’s dear kingdom
To be, to them only
Bald, virgin, soup eaters, cheap saffron wearing zombies
They give up their materialistic desires to meet Kurt Cobain
To watch a free concert of him, playing Lennon’s Imagine
I reach at the bay; see a dark flying hair home
This is my friend’s place: Kurt is also there
“Brush your teeth” he says
It comes in mouth and the red spicy sauce
I gulp it like a beer
But it pains in my ass when I fart
Do you want to be here too?
First, give me a free party dude





There are other such beautiful non-living angels
I get attracted to, to me, food looks like Angelina Jolie’s pout
Who will not love them to meet, too often?
When I put a hand on my stomach
After such roller-coaster journeys
My babies in chorus says
“All iz well, all iz well, daddy”
“Now we are going off to sleep”
I beg for your generous philanthropy
After all, it is the universal duty of a mother
So, it’s not me but my fucking babies
These fat tummy tapeworms who loves free parties