Two 750's In My Belly, One On The Porch Poem by Nat Z. Punx

Two 750's In My Belly, One On The Porch

Rating: 5.0


oh god
it always starts out so innocent
a little wine a little type
meanwhile life continues
the grey flannel dwarf is no more
i don't think Hirohito could get her to spin
maybe squirt lil budda juice
in her cylinders
squeeze lotus petals
down her plug holes
stuff the tank fulla rice
and head out fer
SAN FRANSICO
seriously
this is an issue of morality

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