Itís still a pilot's stockings of war
war kick backs front
the reviewing stand as human
shoots love to deter burglar:
fear is part of occupation, sellers only
illiterate except in cunning collapse in their cages
with epileptic seizures, spouse murdered by
their hobbyist spouses who was Little Miss Sharecropper
There was no body because there was no murder
English it out of someone else's conspiracy --
working girls don't
have Christian names pare it down
to one padre -- Jews shock slave tort
slave rape ice Christ merchants of
powdered death known for leadership
in electrocuting prisoners -- dirteaters' coherence
that his brain pig squirts out
franks for pay, presto pidgin trained landlords --
chimp of a lifetime to burke, to
murder silently... stuttering didn't
stop Winston Churchill, those little cartoon characters
with tracheometies, amputaters' anonymity ravenous at
checkpoint at a fais-dodo:
my hum is your bake-sale
Slaves were worked to death, the wanker
banksters of our discontent to devalue
centavo diet -- if not now, when? --
marauders sought souvenirs
We thought in society
how to wipe jelly from skin