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Knights of the Down Table

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You know the Words are working When your Teeth taste like they’re bleeding, The taste buds echo murky Memories of when you needed your heart Systematically, bilge pump beating, You forget what’s beneath your feet, When seeing is believing, The rhythm is misleading, Yet oddly still relieving, Dead head brain pan profilactics subconscious taking up the slack With all of the conceiving Secretly achieving Habits have been breeding Cloning logic circuits executed with our breathing Ironically impeding Progressively depleting Undoing all your doings although doing it descretely Binding thoughts in white noise cages, Soggy stoner of the sages, Rationated, Compartmensated, Haven’t tasted blood in ages, Filling time by filling pages Selfish Interruptus, Reluctantlies Grease Monkey Wrench Quarterback pounder Tina turner, Go fast learner Contradict Clap on Tension spanner, Engine light loomie Loo Chariotable contribuitus Hungry Hungry Hippodrome Hail the lapdog circuitous, Photo finish linus drag us Ricky Ticking Lazy Magus Hurry up and wait, for something, anything to see to it that there is something That will make the spine Stand up straight so I’m not too late to miss another chance to Hurry up and wait, Tables well discussed, Confess in private to one’s self that we must miss the rush From moments such as these, So rare are they in these long centuries, The bilge water it was ran so red, For that matter, The red ran rarely just as well, Well wished, Free On missanthropic tourist trap hi hat leg twitch foot tapping Vacationing in such a Low-Key Lye Smith’s Hell….. O’! Operator! Perchance to joke, perchance to pose In a word, a wet dream in clean absurd ranting Prose! What’s this? Oh, no. A rubber hose? Dare I Venture guessing where that goes? I won’t pretend to nose, but I may yet dare secretly suppose. Scratch and sniff for clues, Finding only distracting Noodle Ruse, Dr. Jones, Afraid of snakes, He never looks down for sanity’s sakes, The Lofty Emperor of May, Or May not be he or so we Perhaps Terms they stretch, and sometimes lapse, While some names drop, and others catch, Some yet snag, some brag, while others wine, Some Forget, and Some remind, Some somewhat, while others still, Some Think, some Dare, Some Keep, Some Will, Some wont, Some Give, some Don’t, Some Guess, Some know, Some Do, Some Get, and Some can, Some Could’ve, Some Should’ve, Some Didn’t, Some Forgot, Who Knows, Who Endeavored, Who Squealed, and Who Stayed? Who’s Who? Nevermind, I now remember, I forgot, that’s right. Now who’s Left? What are we talking about? What, where, waiter! Don’t answer that, I’ll just stop. I’ll finish this later.
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Hip hop sorcerer All ya wanna be gandolfs Runnin from dragons Chillin at tha hogwartz Dungeon's Laggin Your illusions are faded Enchantments are abated You wussies bout to get your wizardry-debbilitated You'll wish you brought some friends, My spells per day wont end IIl break your sissy glasses Hope yo momma casts mend evokin not readin, Your hit points are depleting, im about to give you rootypoots a magical beating, My wand locked and loaded so you best just stay put, so sucka break me off with that Loot, Cause im a hip hop sorcerer Now if I must Explain, My magic's Arcane, all your dedicated spells per day per slot are lame Cause im ringin and cloakin, very well spoken Whippin wizzies for a past time , now fill my bag of holdin Your Spell resistance low, my DC's higher, Youre questin for kobolds, Im binding outsiders, Mow I summoning the Devil bet you wish that you could, got im launchin fireballs at yer hood, Im a hip hop sorcerer Your barbarian's ragin, causin much destruction, but i got my player's hand book with blunt instructions Step 1 magic missile Step 2 says shoot Step 3 roll damage Step 4 says LOOT My familiar's a shit'tzu, Ill bet your pet cant get you, a bonus to your cuddle modifier like +2 cat's grace suppliments my natural reflex, evard's enormous black tentacles got the ladies impressed And if yall suckas arent willing, or able To Pass some fuckin fortitude checks Ill drink yo ass under the table and Ill charm spell your wife next Let me guess, I'll bet You wanna step? Come get checked Because my, otto's irresistable dance got ladies takin a chance and shakin them big butts and guess what Well, comin up next my romantic somatic components own it like sho' nuff opponents Never really know what they can hope to expect when My 22 charisma has all the tavern wenches, and every last princess screamin out requests for some sorcerous Sex To which I scandelously reply "Oh heck yes" At the afterparties other parties always wanna battle, I cast power word "kill" Cause I Aint about the prattle The dungeon master cant do shit to save ya if ya Tattle Youll soon see why you dont see suckas snitchin in seattle My pvp aint nothin nice You wanna step to me you best believe we rollin dice! It's a fact that I bring the game too much Class, Summon 1d10 hit dice of hoes If I need some ass Get wit this, i like the wicked witches wit the broom Im all about the naughty evil wicked steppoon Yo innkeep, best book me a room As for the rest of you goons, best step off soon Ill rearrange your attributes And sooth say your doom If youre givin me thick lip On the slick tip with one cantrip ill drop yo saga And dip quick inna a chicken leg whip wit my bottom bitch baba iaga So if ya wanna conflict, ya gonna get licked, Left more derelict than a set o mermaids5 tits on a naga I drew every beneficial card from the deck of many things, got gary gygax's gold axe from a goblin king, Micky mouse clean up tha house, while I'm questing Solve tha riddle of the sphinx just by guessing Not to brag, but my gift of gab that I have is a blessing You think you got exalted deeds? Wizard please. You simply can't be Referring to these phony prestidigitations you call specialties And where did you fruity frat bards get them magic degrees? I wouldn't accredit them remedial wack new jack wikipedial community college cantrips with so much as a snack on a sandwich from arbys And I'm a roast ya beef I deign detect dem lies, you dare bluff check me With them dummy diplomas from devry to certify them paltry charlatan chicaneries, Don't try to out talk me, my silver tongue don't cease, I could out fuck a fox with my fancy faux flow flatteries, Because I'm known to be outrageously flirtatious, bodaciously loquacious, and frankly uncannily chattery it's almost effortless yes I see ya swing so I cast blink and you miss this, No, need to iron my skin since in this instance, the damage resistance was superflous business Cause you cant hit this, rollin like a stone All mossy and listless, your fighter's near sighted and shiftless! while your Monks, Bards, and Rangers wanna hate, because their second rate, Im go on and dictate a joke to tasha predicate Some hideous laughter when she split her sides and it buy me time while i decide whether I should run and escape or just stay mop you sorry suckas off my plate. It's your lucky day because im runnin late for my date Wit a fine ass succubus, to drain these demonic nuts, if she stands me up, shucks, i wont make a fuss I can always flipp thru the book of vile darkness To see what's up while I conjure a cutie pie construct or a handy homonculus To assist me whilst I masterbate, Aint't it great? Oh what's this? It's bigby's clenched fist grippin my big dick, What's up, you wanna LARP it? Well If not ya'll better dip quick, cause ill be done in a just a tick and I got 3 more rounds of this shit, Before he quit. Best roll up some initiative. When this disembodied magic hand drops this hood of a man, you better run slick, just as fast you can, cause just as soon as that dice land, Clickity clockity clack! Step back or get bitch slapped! by bigby's big black backhand, crapped your green tights like pimp smacked peter pan. Send that ass flyin straigh back to never never never land. Oh hell no. I suppose you thought ya rogues could be sneakin about? Creepin around in my hide out?! Ninja please You gotta know I'm gonna find out, gotcha dumb ass scryed out, from like a mile out, With little doubt my spellcraft Zap that halfling and turn his midget ass inside out, And if my spells run out, hey hey I dont pout! • I got scrolls like royce, versatile spell choice, charisma high enough to make a manticore get moist, • But if ya party people hyphy like and wanna fight, • im the hip hop hater disintegrater with all tha hype Harder than barkskin aint loud as my bite So best get outta my sight, • my magic always man enough to minimize your might, • and I can throw these dice all night. I can throw these dice all night.
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Chances are excellent, that Ithings was molded these White wize guy tony stanzas whilst i was on the crapper, Who's the boss? Try not to get lost in the dark cause im illuminating only some some only sometimes Some of the time, every other time, all the time, when Ive got time. maybe make or rock rhymes perhaps Right on A time Procrasternatricks see? Its tricky tricky tricky Forget me if im tardy, but punctuality works both ways so i meant only to assure thee that I wont be unduly early, now that we got that cleared up. Maybe youve heard of me: some may 2 refer me as a lunatic luminary zen master, Attaining zen complacency With my sky high sorcery performed by me and my superlatively lazy latency Pleased to meet your aquantancy, If its answers you need, all i can really say to ye, is yo: here's a two for one answer: Whether you you'd like to be kept in the dark, or you're the type to seek enlightenment? clap on. clap off. The clapper. Its really hard to shut it off once i turn the Psycho go word flow on. All it takes to predicate it is an idea to go on Just gotta notice anything about anything at all to get the high score scrabble shit show on, Hack. Pawnshop. Vain. Pain-full-of-it Sick, cold as Asburgerlery 1st degree it-all -knowetry Guilty Got milk? Spill't-y. crybaby-baby-please Never-never-land-minds, Grow up or crow up Carry on, sight sloppy second, Place, where did I hide that magic, Fuck, stick, cycle, Fickle Fidgety DIsorder-personality Reva-evolutionary Revisionist, creationarey, Piction or non-piction Secretivitally Sectionary Insightfully-yes-no-Non-sensibly Pretensile Library Rare-e? Very. Person, mutant, autistically licensed Age-bonded Tied up busy busy busy, Admittedly Subliminally Explicitly, worn out, exhausted, falsely, Inflagrantly flaunted, This has will could still yet not or may be slamdance poetry Boat row row row youre a Tree Seasonist every Coat Turnd Turn turn To everything. Anything, person or place when and/or where we can meet up. Day. view? Rhonda'd. Cynically, supernaturally, i ts big been, Thoroughlly Er Ponded A tad bi Pole Er Bare-Lee-laid retention span with the memories of a relevant&recent past absconded. With.....wait. what was it? What did he take? Who was it anyways? Who did he from it take? Who me? Well that's just great, well, If N Im not mistake, then I just had it, whatever it was or may well have been, Was it foe or friend? Where did up he end? Hold on. What were we meant to be emphatically discussing again? Dont tell me, son, i know this one, thee, and sir Ive got it on the tip of my....that's right! Iceberg, Lettuce, May us? Nay-us. Me No? Uranus. Doctor doctor! Say us? Ass? Fetishist. Bowie? Greatest hits., MIke Tyson? Invites em over for TV dinner quick, fishsticks, careful though, I hear hes quite a linguist, he may chew your ear off just a bit This is where I normally double down-town With an clever entendre.... So allow me to quickly ponder, where?.....There! Over yonder? Excuse me sir! Entendre? Heck, Not yet sir, I just met her I wait, to contemplate whether or not that was or wasn't all To Get Her In reality, a play on a gender. However, no matter, Now I dont remember. Now, on the inside I really Wa-wa-wa-wa-wonder Why? Well...Anything at all! However, not for long Because, soon ill understand it Whether, I scan it. Forget it, or get it, explain it, retain it, cement it, or mold it • like a roman aqueduct dramaticulously designed to divert excess • liquid give a fucks away from the mouths and guts of a dangerously • thirsty human populous, • Because, the liquid is viscuous, • it makes folks vicious and • desperately inconsiderate • Illicititerate meanwhile their will is quite deliberate if their research can produce an excuse to abuse or dismiss us whose us? hip hop mutants, magicians and the rest of the intellectual counter clock wise type stuff they trade friendliness and flavor • in favor of their frantically fearful fantasy fuss... • so I man middle it & belittle it. • Theyre so excited and anxious, • All Fisticuff links fear thinks And predist-hostilitus...for fun folks like us • Well, no such luck, • They cant get my fucks cause i find both that and most other things they say or do highly boring, and superfluous, • Not to mention tedious • and when it comes to fucks well shucks, • i aint exactly working with a surplus, • so im hiding out of lazy-nuss • Loose like Goose Duckin the duck duck. • Fuck. Whoops, I dropped it, 5 second rule I picked it back up. • Its worth at least a Dub, so YOU can hale • Me on the frequency you use to reach Jonah, im still blow holed up • Underwater, undermined, • underpaid, underwhelmed, unglued inside until, my smoothe and superior, • Smug placid exterior • surface is out of service • Very nearly Nervous, plurbus • but still vaguely amused & outwardly nonplussed. • WWhat next shall we discuss? • OOh that's right, I need to faux cuss • But thats much later , alligator, • SO ill keep with the sensible sequence of evence on the timeline consensus So just to clear this up, this is the part where I cuss • Fuck it, shit it, ch-bit it, cunt, cock, ass fuck, god damn it, booger betty crocker shit, double penetration, pancake dickhead, god forsaken, patronizing very imaginarily friendly, • Dearly Departed Drop dead fred. • What a good friend I am • FreddiEasy at five knights of the round able, • not really willing but able, • wild man of borneo like cable, • EXciteBikeable-bodied-yes sir, up the maple treeat a delight that makes me kind of • Unstable, no horse, of course, of course, didn't need to use the hoof code Morse when he said said "MY name is mr. 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" • Im a divorce' • not a new-lee-wed • Everything single thing i do is too sexy, • Like right said fred. • WEll put Fredericket, to kick it with wicket, in tittsburgh ill elicit two pickets • UNtil the umpire stops strickin back • With his beaurocriattic hey batter battic neurATIC Attack • Thats's three strikes dudes, we get the point, can we try-ump for our comeback, • THen again is uppose that would just be forth and back, everyone's a victim of somethin, we're all adults so lets jist stop finding justice in faults and start cuttin some slack, but to do that ya gotta take the lead by example jack • ANd • Perhaps thats why Im up at night • As the rest of you are tucked, snug-ly, brain dead, in your nice warm bed, • Nice and cozy, (homie) enjoy your • nice-dream-coma • Fill your lungs with the aroma of Nymphoma from your porno balogna • But Dont let them bitin bed bugs nag you till your nuts turn red • He socratically sarcastically said • I could be wrong though, im pretty non committable, • (We'll see), (i dont know),(president not sure) (its possible), (perhaps), • (rain check ?)like • rain man san • Much honoroo • definitely wopner • 4 peoples quarts till Im drunk enough to • remember the point that i was • cynically circumgetting to, Also, in addition, finish mission, stateMENT-Oh's thats right I was fresh makin'. Im like im a likewise merlin-esque Show old-wise guy losing almost most of his mind, in space and time and Because his memories work backwards in time, Fractured memories of the future like it already happened Time. behind it MIND sees nearly but not nearly clearly enough for any concrete benefits, What do a merlin type a nigga gets? Besides... a deep insight, and a sterling wit, To cut surgically in the silver linings, Like a magic lamp, you can rub it all night But it cant grow no lights, if if it dont have a socket to screw bulbs...get it? And there aint know switches to flick, it may be so shiny, but It the geneii is insolvent of wishes, Its vicious,I wasn't scene but I lost a sigh heavy sigh, It seems pointless to try to Care bear share it WWhen.You. cant. • EAt it or • drink it or • smoke it or • shoot it or • toot it or • pawn it or • Fuck it When nobody gets it and nobody saw it Troof? The truth about truth is:Dont nobody want it. its always pointless and frustrating to inflagrantly flaunt it. Butter? Blue Bonnet. Its reflection is all that is honest. Its automatic and on its best day its Only OK like an at home supersonic. Reflexes and precious details that only I notice The reason why they're so important it takes so long to show it to try to explain to anybody with half a brain And if they do then they could really give a fuck anyway, (and who could blame em),and so it goes that my attention span deters me from a willingness to show this. When Leapin Lyin's is flying Im Lacking the Luck and the Lackadaisical Lampoons to Lick em and Tame em. Anne frankly Id rather fustigate em. Although I still dont hate em. So whatever it is odds are that ive chosen to be the only anybody Ruthless enough to make sure that it is he and only he who is the only himself to make sure its him and only him who Himself Alone knows it. In other words sherlock Home Alone it. The secret's safe with me, Its gonna have to be, Safely keeping sleeping in the safety of drowning in the neptunian bowl Which is which witch fishily Allegorizing my increasingly • Washy wishy • anthropomorphical • 8 pound oreckle • metaphorical • she sells sea shells down by the sea shorical • IItchy. glitchy. goldfishy. bitchy. memory Ive got white guy from the future privy livvy lidge, and I know it, however, A hermetically unseelie vague vision of a theoretically ideal future dont mean you wont blow it. And boy, dont I know it? Its very obvious to me. but since everyone's so willingly oblivious, their expression tells you one of two or both of these two things, 1.deleted 2. Noted Or in other words "cool story brosef" So you dont wanna take all the time to catch em up, To get a shrug, on a perfect view of everything from this far. out. and. high. up. Sanity can get you looked at like youre fucking nuts. "Did you hear that? Me neither bud. This nigga must be on drugs." So oftentimes i, i feel inclined to skip describing the ideas behind the "you know what's whats". Why, Where thats how it is when: So far out there, it can be Most Just one bruce like lone Lee Lonely, the only. Lonely the only, know..... one knows how anything makes me feel? Rhetorical. know one, Can really make me do anything? exactly. Especially not me. Most Like Lee someday Something Ive decided that did Really really rather not see. Its difficult to lobotomize the memory but keep the perspicacity. When you do it emote like, Then it goes like, and I quote like " Repeat repeat repeat repeat" Isnt it neat? my vision of the future doesnt seem to extend to within my skin to any extent or any instance or moment that just happened if it isnt immediately important to a problem.... that im supposed to be solvin. Im sure Ill get around to it. WHenever im feeling clever, or perhaps a bit better Maybe later, perhaps whether Not right now tho, But Before never, (that's if I remember) Before Now When I land before time, Not until Before I arrived But maybe technically after I died, So suddenly so sad and so sane Lights out for old pap pap Lizard brain. So, Sorry so sloppy Some-so-what (he who is without sin)cerely, Date. Name? Hey, Wait. What were we talking about again? Dead panic at the disco
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I'm the sixthstus Magistus, Blisst up, double fistus, WHolly man of the Law Like I do what I wiltstus Love Life Like Low Key More Complete Like Lone Lee Ya'll lookin unlikely upon my Level, most BruceLee, Useless not used ta me bein nearly like not even closely, Slave similac' like right judassy ditch thee Greechie for thee Jello'leslie Kneel'sons drop wit the ratings quick like nestle Naked Guns be blazin like tha sun settin on the Kingdumbdumbdumb Smokin all these slow2wit hip hop stumblebums Go Rising high noon done sun get sets westly Doddlin porcelain philisophers and poets punk kings like prestly Out drink and out drug Elvis like the Bestly Ya'll don't Impress me Fear thinks, fear thinks, your hear thinks filter stinks, when it commandeer what your feely ear drinks YooHoo! Piso Mijado, Aviso! these uppercuts through that Plenty Parcheesi so lest sleazy, best take it easy Haters, ye petty pretty princess pride Hijinx volunteer them greasy Lesser free baser instincts Yo Fear thinks be like "fuck true things, if they skew next to my point of view things, They sayin theres just no way see, must be somethin wrong wit Doc DominNo or so we must thinx cause if he can do them free things, Plus also he survive and don’t die we thinks then maybe it's our lazy bitch rinkydinks that pay off in all us sufferinks, Yup, that's it. Must be. Our theory has no kinks. Remember? We can't ever never be wrong and we just don't make mistakes, On our first takes, for heaven's sakes! Now, Quickly, before he can retaliates, let us board our ears up and cognitively dissonates!" Typical. Stands to resonate that haters gonna hates, talk shit shut out piss pants dip shit sets and escapes Pathologically bitched out, how disappointing, No apologies, can't let tha down me, Sporpi-anatomy don't leave armor chinks, By way of expecting much virtues and strenghts From fragilical ch-ch-chainses cast half assed outta slapshat weaky links, Basic ass Brittle jealous spirit crafted by way of habits that reward chicken pot pisces reflexes like anxious eyeblinks That Sendin ya panicked and scatterin Haulin ass from theys reflections like reject ratfinks Stockholm symptoms from systems that diss them when they listen to Any new talks thinks that thought ya new things? Leaves ya soul out cold lap doggin the kings of these basic bitch ice skate rinks? Fear thinks Fear thinks Cry Kitten Scaredy Cat, Well pet pussies stuffed with soft naps, Fat Ass Sit sats, Take 5 Kit Kat, Pussy palpitations breaks that wrinkled prune heart off a piece of Achy Breaks Lunch time! Lunch Time! Lilly Chopped liver, Former Ladder Jockey Jungian archetype of pantywaist Enjoy that Mal Chromosomed cross eyed blank slates they free to takes, Just don't complain about that chute when ya down From that Up that front ass chump version of chump guilty spilty tilty whirly balony telephony pedestrian steamless self state 2nd rate Puppy love That designates priorities and up what yo mind makes, Hard to suck that final thought, outta that last straw, with that proverbial glass jaw, With skullplates thick like full plate, and the sludge be sweet solid state cold milkshakes, Fuck all them Princess Pump Fakes, I ain't makin them same mistakes, But say what ya gotta say, Cause I know that haters gotta hate, So scram with that so so sewing circle jerk and get the fuck on. You're Boring! Fear thinks, Fear thinks, Brittle in tha mettle, Chicken pot Pisces'ed up beat breaks brittle in the mettle! Say what you gotta say cause you ain't even on my level Ya'll can criticize, criticize, criticize criticize, criticize, criticize To supersize them alibis and use em to bolster them baby boomer lies You call lives. Yall can criticize, I wish I could sympathize, But you gotta realize, I'm that malignantly narcotic, narcissistic, robotic, dead beat, drop out, divorcee', speed freek, sooth sayin, dragon slayin, lion layin, hackneyed lich with tha flossy phylactery, Promiscuously, preaching peace and immortality, high rollin these, scorabilities, I'm Meanwhile ill at easin all ye's treasonous hypocrisies, With my tranquilities, acceptabilities, reconcilities, yo, I'm killin these Frankly fuckin up your fussy Fragile sensibilities, From your wannabe baby boomer day dreams of having this proactively negative suggestibility That bankrupt hill billy silly ideology, your inheritance from a geriatric cold war patriarchy progeny, I hate to decoagulate your habitit for tat homogeny, but I'm hermetically resolved to dis solutions of thought misogyny, It's easy to grip dicks, and point fingers and talk shits, but facts is, them dinky digits is nothin but puppets for self inflicted masturbational gynecology, That's right bitch, you're onto me, I just assumed your biology, Don't worry, I already got me, I drop all my disses in dichotomies, So relax, ya'll can cop out like lobotomites lackin tha insight to Fight or even acknowledge me My science is too tight too sight with your pathetic pot shot petty pipe rifle small armory My woo woo see thru you like intuitive jungle depth psychology Your Archetypes is pantywaist, namby pamby, pussy pathology! Fear thinks, Fear thinks, Pantywastes of space camp flunk outs, Tang gotcha hoping for self esteem hopscotch hand outs, That orange and delicious, got you boring and so listless, That you by mennen by products won't even get this, Seedless melons leave ya needless for meanins that’s egregious And I've no use for no concentric squares stacked up like tupperware in sequence Mirror Mirror on tha wall, please tell the ignint who the most malignant Fuck em all I'm to bizzy with tha bidness to stoop and drop the woo woo scoop on these duped up 'Idgets I'm too pooped from breakin off breakthroughs in tha double digits That's daily, and they can't brave me when I litigate tha litmus, They quakin in them converse when I mic drop that killer kismet, So I'm wrappin up that smack talk, cause I'm havin a nick Fitmus, As you can see, I smoke after layin tha pipe to frightened bitches, With my big enlightened britches, I'm tha Malignant Malpheasant Phenomenon Narcissus Trismagistus Dr. DominNo Jones tha misanthropic wordsmacktusaurus Rickstus Ya'll blatant waste of your pattern recognition sequence, is non-egregious Ya herd? Nah, ya herded, like a terlet wit a taste fer getting terded, It's obnoxious, you odiously obedious, teachin you tedius Hell hath no smart alec trebacktalk that jeapardize lies like mine, best believe this, When my boldly behemoth besmirchin' go all urgent collegiate Even my lowkey achievements got me thinkin prestigious Ya'll can Kiss my ass, King me, or Kathy Lee My regis, I got everything that I need, like jason segal, Right in front of me, My crowny be regal, Ya'll gobble up garbage like seagulls, Yo idea digestions is evil, Ya'll heart burned, life spurned, dickweeds made of people, Deresolute and feeble, here's tha church, here's the steeple, Plop plop, fizz, fizz, What kind of Wackity wizz kids, Insistently snuggle up to so so sniz and precognitive dissonance, To live out their lives low like baby boom dimwits? Nincompoop a double scoop of crap half truth in that waffle cone they call a consiousness? Dinky Dullard deadbeats Ain't got nothin better to do, Than sling dreadful doo doo And Dimly disparage the deeds of Dr. DominNo, And his hermetic hoo doo Well check you foo, I'm drop hex like casual sex and curse you, To reflect upon the basic bullshit you do, When belligerize that bantha poodoo Read it and weep foo, when you compare tha two, (that's me and you) and that hand leave ya all in, dick out, comin up short dude, No hard feelins bitches, I loves you, And I'll outlive you, so I forgive you, I don't have to brag when I say that I'm above you, I'll out talk you, out thought you, out last you, move past you, out write you, out rap you, out beat you, out reach you, out achieve you, out believe you, out fact you, 'O Thac you, out smoke you, out drink you, out fast you, outkast you, outsmart you, outheart you, outfart you, out brother where art thou, out zoom you, out poon you, outstand you, overunderstand you, outrate you, out love you, underhate you, outlearn you, outyearn you, outburn you, and over turn you, because unlike you I don't be you, so I can see you, and thus outsneak you, I'll outforgive, outforget, outlive, and outlet, and out level you, out benevol you, outrevel you, outspeak you, out unique you, so flap them goody goody gumdrops, with them thick thoughts, enjoy them fogged up windows and piss pots black kettles and capitol Teas hot, while ya has been, have somes, so happen to somewhat still gots, and I'll be back to my magnum opus with ya'lls talks forgots before the proverbial mic drops. Oh, and suck my cocks.
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The Psychedelic Buttstuff are a Philosophically Bardic Alchemical Ratchet Dance Boutique Of Occultist Thaumaturgical Science. While the members of this Kabbal of Quantum Sourcerers drift in and out, they claim to have had such legends as Dr. DominNo Jones, The Sheriff of Charleston, The Supernovus, & Jung ARKely Jones inscribe their names to this Jam's distinguished manifest over the years. ... more

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