Munly And The Lee Lewis Harlots – Big Black Bull Comes Like A Caesar

This is what it sounds like when my brother calls me. '~'
My parents up and passed when I was none then three. I forced myself on my brother, made him watch me swell. When we'd sit round the kitchen table, my brother would whip out his brand new blade. He'd scratch out letters into the wood of the table, I never did know what they say. But i could tell they were dirty. I took them letters on down to the elementary, I took the other boys behind the elementary wall and I spoke them words hard- yes, I did...
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When my brother was a child he was given an animal. He raised it up to be a big black bull, it never did pitch or sway. It would ride around on the wood-back of our flatbed, proud-like, with no pitch or sway. He looked like one of them greek Caesar's, the day we went to the McCintyres's. The McCintyres's had a pen, the McCintyres's pen had a she-cow. When she saw his chariot comin' she blew her trumpet hard. She gave the bull her soft cowy eyes, then she started talkin' to him. And she was talkin' dirty...
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Then the bull come doen hard offen the flatbed, forced himself inside the pen with the she-cow. he stood up tall on two legs, like a man does, he swoll himself up hard. Me myself I got on the back of the flatbed, I pitched when I saw them sway. When he come back down to four legs, my brother forced himself on me on the flatbed. He handed me his new blade, said 'scratch out the word on the wood of the flatbed,' - and I did...
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When I was none, I fell out my mamma I was a breach-born son, I come backwards. And when the calf come, it come, like I come. Backwards. And my brother, he called the calf my name. And it's mother, she called the calf my name...
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