May God Damn Poopsie-Loopsie

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May God Damn Poopsie-Loopsie

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May God Damn Poopsie-Loopsie May God Damn Poopsie-Loopsie

Poem by: Jon Pas John

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Genre: Poetry

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Summary

A mix being chopped up and sex. Humor.

Summary

A mix being chopped up and sex. Humor.

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Submitted: April 09, 2007

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Submitted: April 09, 2007

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May God damn Poopsie-Loopsie

 

My eyeballs work

But I can't see

An edge to a voice

Cutting

 

"Watch my now Poopsie-Loopsie

Watch how cruel

I will be"

 

Man I love my man

God damn

I love my murderer

 

Wring out my love my lovely

In a car trunk

Scatter me in parts

in a cornfield

Kiss me again

In a hatchets thwack

Wring out my parts

Where the sun don't shine

Scatter me in love

in your old tube socks

 

Holy hell

I love my murderer

Man I love my man

 

With a heart caved in

And a deadfall feet

Eyeballs that work

Kisses again cuts again

and again more kisses

I can't think

My eyeballs they work

But I can't hear

 

"Once upon a time lollipop-pop-chop"

 

Wring me

My man I love

Don't let me see your eye

One there he's wicked

The other there he's wise

 

God damn

I loved my murderer

That boy's love

Just gets filthier bloodier and dirtier


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