Pull the yellow smiley face over your head. You may be exactly what we’ve been looking
for. Now sit quietly and pay attention. You may notice some morbid laughter.
Junk the charm and kill the girl then claim disaster.
Food for rot, claiming the child is still the master.
Beauty trips, and beauty falls, smashes her cheek.
Her belly scraped while lurking in the crawlspace today.
The basement holds pollution for those who discern.
Fascinate the mannequins with laughter.
God is a fag.
Cut your nose off, where the mild things are. skulking glow bones inactive.
They’ve promoted a vegetable, and it’s animated and sleazy.
Primate, the robotic one. He calls me dear and he sneaks in bed.
Golden apparitions. They’ve angled rear and they’re stumped on dread.