Andrew Jackson Jihad – Stormy Da Rabbit

For four fortnights I have fled from my fortress
foraging forests, five foots in length.
Fortitude found within forty ounce bottles,
flowing like flies from your face.
from your face.

My neighborhood is been filled brim with black cats,
and when I go driving they walk in my path,
all the time,
everytime.


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First we were babies
we're birthing and dying.
And then we were children
we're playing and crying.
Then we're teenagers
and smoking and fucking.
But now we're all grown up
and we're sadly sighing.
And liking, malarking, and licking our wounds,
we've created by lusting and lying,
to ourselves and to others.
We're sadly sighing.
We're sadly sighing.
We're sadly sighing.
We're sadly sighing.

And I'd like to be a big ball of meat.
That bees can buzz around and eat,
when I die.
So that I might be granted one sense of purpose.

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