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10.03.2003 :::
 
A Merry Cuss

I

Where did he go?
That fucking radio man.
Left me alone, to bathe
My mother.
It's not fair,
No life just isn't fair.
That's it, I'm gonna
Get him now.
Give me a drink,
I'll trade you a smile.

II

Lady of the night,
You'll have to be
Tied Down.
Otherwise it won't work,
For any price I pay.
Just wait there,
I'll get the rope.
Thanks a lot,
I really needed that.

III

Mom, please,
You know you cannot
Speak. Just type it
Out. We don't need
The Lavender Computer
Voice. What did he say?
How did he sound?
The bastard, he
Left without a sound.
Used you one more time.
He was a good man
And mom, what could
Have told you that.
Kisses he stole,
Pain he didn't.
Time he cajoled,
No father of mine.
That fucking radio man.
Don't worry mother.
I'll track him down.
Bring him back down,
End your misery,
Misery, End your,
Your misery.
W-w-w-what's that?
I'll not do that
Now. It's not so
Cold down here. There
These pills will hold you.
Down, sharpen the axe,
Stay calm, relax,
I'll bring the snacks,
What's going on.
I'll be back.
Soon enough, later.
He'll wash you in
Perfumed undergarments.
Then stain you
With blood, and
Wash your face again.

IV

Weep you fool.
You fucking radio man.
Don't bother with the axe.
It'll be dirtied once again.
Didn't find you to let
You go, Oh
No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.

::: posted by Matthew at 1:23 PM


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