gunslinger gongs and the silent saloon
By Clementine
I'll see you in 3-d
along with the convulsions so carelessly projected
like a Priest's disertation.
We are beesting wives here
keeping shackles on our children
I'm sure sister Octavia approves
In this human tabernacle
we stretch for miles upon arrivals, or so loosely thought
like a divorce rodeo
We are the six chamber bastards
locking immunity in an eyesore
Click Click Darling, Bang Bang Baby
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Copyright 2005 Clementine
Published on Wednesday, March 30, 2005.
Filed under:
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On Wednesday, March 30, 2005, TropicalSnowstorm
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Great flow to this one! Ciao, T/S
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On Wednesday, March 30, 2005, Clementine
(121) wrote:
the form is fucked up,the 2 and 4ht stanzas are supposed to be indented
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On Wednesday, March 30, 2005, etarnally damnd
(61) wrote:
nice man