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Feb 2016
yeah, batman said so,
said: it's a bartenders' pantomime
of half-filled shot glasses
drank as human ostriches
shoved their heads into the sky
rather than the earth, in hiding
(reminiscent notice of eventual
disclosure, like a signpost that
stated right, **** happened, you
fell off a cliff), as was the original
thought: it breaks social barriers...
the only barrier i broke was impregnated
long ago... english fancy was about
taking dates... i speed-dated once,
i was never into dating,
took to the pleasure of prostitutes:
no dinner, no vanity talk:
no the beatles sing-along can i hold your hand
revised by monster magnet
**** first then handy pancake puck up flip panky?
(i want to cite type-o-negative,
really really really... next time).
Mateuš Conrad
Written by
Mateuš Conrad  36/M/Essex (England)
(36/M/Essex (England))   
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   stéphane noir
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