In 1983 in the underbelly
Your furs falling off
Your shrunken bones
You ask me
If this is meant to be poetry
Hearing your moan
Half your jaw is missing
And i’d be damed
Are you protective cause of me?
Or cause you’re a man?
In 1984 you called me a whore
A feather down your throat
Hope you don’t choke
You call me
A tree hugging dirt worshipper
Don’t
Half your jaw is missing
And i’d be damed
Are you protective cause of me?
Or cause you’re a man?
Your furs falling off
Your shrunken bones
You ask me
If this is meant to be poetry
Hearing your moan
Half your jaw is missing
And i’d be damed
Are you protective cause of me?
Or cause you’re a man?
In 1984 you called me a whore
A feather down your throat
Hope you don’t choke
You call me
A tree hugging dirt worshipper
Don’t
Half your jaw is missing
And i’d be damed
Are you protective cause of me?
Or cause you’re a man?
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