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All behold the spectacle
A fleshy limbless rectangle
Sitting on a pedestal
So nasal handicapable
Sniff and remember silver ball
Contortions that he can't recall
The torso on a trampoline
the happiness melts into dream
To talk is an enunciated sneese
To taste is some foul air to breathe
One thought , it lasts a day
And at that rate -
he'll most likely live forever!!!!!!!!!!
He's a bird in flight , a hermaphrodite
And he fucks himself as he fucks the world
His twitching brain can dance within
Gyrating more like gelatin
A secret means of ecstacy
Acute and very olfactory
To see is colors crawling in the nose
To hear is stinking highs and lows
He's got an itch , but nothing with which
To scratch the itch - so wish it away
With his mouth sewn shut , he still shakes his butt
Cuz he's Hitler & Swayze & Trump & Travolta
Smell. Sweat. Movement.
A subtle fragrance.
Everyone's dancing without him.
Where did it go?
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