Mushroom Soul(s) + cleaning ladies of this world, dive and in doing so you hideA Poem by nonamesnoismushroom soul(s) grizzly mushrooms roasting flames of tyranny over open stools breathing, not dead yet wait to burst mushroom popuncorn retire for the night and day mushrooms don't know what to say cleaning ladies of this world, dive and in doing so you hide tailor-made strip teases pleases the little green man before the train hits platform crying shame diseased riders eating peas of cancers venomous drizzles feel quite possible sun rising below the fake lakes sewage avalanche spews from the nearest chimney due to diseased justified clean is free to spring from this spring to another travel through stars to see just how pure and clean something can really believe © 2010 nonamesnois |
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