Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

Pore Shaped,
Be Ab-sorbed
Not Sq-ueezed.

Your Soap so
Ready to Give, 
Before You 
Got to Receive.

As a Fall-en 
Child Yells out from
Be-hind Burn-ing Eyes, 
Look-Ing for Sym -pathy.

2
Perhaps seeking 
Favors from the 
Hie-rarchy  .

That bunch 
Of Dirty
Dishes 
In Sync,

Fuckin’ with The 
Chem’cal De-
Grease in 
Vag-ie,

3
Sudzing up cause
Dis’ P’n is  going
Down Home Ba-bie!

Now it’s more 
Look-ing
Like The 
W-U Be,

In is Tank 
Rupture no
Water and Oil
Mixture.