hey did you get that? better write that shit down.
hey, say fuck that. give me the speech i know it
by heart. don't even start, cut off a the teeth
without a knuckle or a screw. there's a clinching
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demeanor makes me sick of you. be discrete, foot
that grin, you got it right. slimy diction like
that skin you hold on to. and it counts what's on
t.v. and who you spite. send me a postcard from
hell if you want to.