ahem

let's be clear: i'm not his pale chubby euro honey, or the haughty yankee wench
i'm not the dork up north or a multipled southern bell, the dali lama or hello Dali
you won't find me on my knees to please dieties
or cavorting with Bumblebees
i don't use a squeegie
have zits, small tits
or wish i were free - cuz
i'm a self contained unit of celestial blissage

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the gods consult when before delivering a message
to the peons down below in the nether regions
where Satans run amok with Legions
and the doomed mistake pleasure for Pleasure
beyond all this i sit upon the Throne a universal Treasure

so don't mistake me for the witches and grinches
who party at this site like it's 1999... lol
they buried themselves almost a decade ago



lol :) see, it's quite simple
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;)
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I want some of you baby
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i think not. i don't come in a package.
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write poetry -
or else bugger off
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yes, ty.