[D-G] Balasan: perfumes of flower
bart twains
south_asia_data_flow at yahoo.com.my
Sun Nov 27 14:36:50 PST 2005
you never mind your own fart was saying Catherine to David and Elly
and we are farts and we speak to Bart Twains
You never know who you assassinate when you fart a lovers smells invades you slowly
to the west of the world
a breeze magnitudes the rack hazel shit
freaky tah slang tunes
mysterious rhymes
fixing and Catherine turned blushed when I pooed in my pants
but I advanced towards her some clusters of my anus
and she shrieked in admiration
yet turned absentminded towards her lover and offered him some parts of her own shit which she had discovered with her own butter fingers
scratching rumaging with fingers inside her ass
and in Brooklyn the train started and we all went sick
and diarrheas vapours invaded the West
and negative smells of flowers masterized the Signifiant
the Universal Beauty of brown anus falling particle of poo
lost in the the train stops
I move towards Catherine and she hates my smell of poo, she likes her own fart
and some passengers are smelling our poo with nostril full of dirt
and they fart and sneeze and use tissues to scratch their asses and dry themselves
when the train starts moving again stripping the Kingdom of Shite
and we shy in it.
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