as i talked, the dweeb was moaning like a riled omission
thoughts of washboard abs were calling him to doubt
i'm as stressed, feeling queer and insufficient, if i don't pout or shout, self-love will sound

and it says, "hey, witty gay, please don't eliminate pride"
"i'd fill up your being, don't mate the guys, be mine,
you'll soon be winning with me, dump the extra balls"
"i've ever been 'second one,' shooken by guys,
you fag, i'm really madder now, i'm glum and i'm dy'n"
"you owe this one, owe this life..."

"i'm bold, i've been waiting since yer schlong packed chris
he was such a star, you were low; now this:
you got rudy to shift 'round male of life,
you're just about to kiss our heart goodbye
cont



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