The great city of ladies with rabies!
They multiply their looks Oh and they divide up the men jaws jaws tear chomp and the great big legs stomp.
Dear have you been hung by your antlers?
Sleep topless no need for the body just enough skin to make a poncho. Fly bite; wheels, glistening metal the women's skin is chrome alloy and their bones heavy lead, green paint stuck to the bones, caked on like money. The hair is nice nice very nice always nice not once or twice they got all kinds of conditioner conditioning it the length flawless the scalp blue and radiant. The ground bites the air. Amputees fly through the air legless witches stumps in britches. There is a story about the witch who went to the swamp to find frogs for her stew but the swamp was on Oprah's land and Oprah she had given every fucking frog in the swamp a new car so all the frogs got in their brand new cars and drove off. There was a toad left behind he was an amputee well the witch went ahead and drowned herself because you know fuck it, if this can happen here it's gonna happen everywhere and all these frogs were in a pile up on the Eisenhower Expressway that very night because frogs have little to no automotive skills.
Have it, get it, take it, want it, those muscles are nice wrapped in a white dress. The wind pushes clothes into and around your body and you look like a cellophane package all ready to disappear all taken opened all removed and drive fast that's all I'm sayin.
Round and round everything is round.
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