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(Poetry) Pretend She's Happy

Bullox I swear

Pretend my mom don't care

She sucks like huntsmans tongue

Kissable cheeks

Fuck me long time

I'm nobody's baby

Maybe it's time to parley

I'm choosing misery

Maybe God will grant me victory

People are so fun

Sugar on my tongue

Quadruple the agent's game

Don't forget to remember his name

Perhaps he'll be an asset someday

My name is Cinderella

Aren't you a lucky fella

Bullish bites a weiner

Christmas dinner a feast not far from Easter

Cherry lips, hairy legs

Questionable tantrum heads

I wish it took a long time to swing dance

Maybe we'll all be more happy with freedom

We don't need flotillas

We need mankind's kingdom of Heaven



 
 
 

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