“Wickedly wet liver…”
Wickedly wet liver Soaked for lack of living Soaked for a sotted giver Weighs a ton & ways onward The special things that are gone toward And the death of the run-up to The Suffocate Gold-guilded bracelet & stoplight jewels An OC evening on plasticine deck chairs And so that song’s gotta play And so [...]
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