a stranger squishing his nose after i came back
from a toilet break while intrigues took place
spoke it all - the stranger's suggestion said:
'you want me to tell him what you spoke about him?!
want your nose knocked off?!'
silence - and we carried on drinking
like nothing happened - because the few friends are
the only friends - Darwinism is objectified to a perfection,
a lightning bolt, but in terms of subjectivity it's lagging
behind - **** killed off cinema -
i noted it all with a nervous **** of leg fro him,
why hide fear when it's the best designated expression?
when you haven't used up kindergarten
politics there ain't no politics left to heave,
you say bacon, i say pork chop,
the beast most satiated will win -
Maine ***** love anything other than chicken,
raw lamb raw pork they'll grate,
halal chicken? not so much... they hate chicken...
religion built as many boundaries as
that GRAND ANTI-SEMITIC ARGUMENT
AGAINST COMMUNISM - isn't that anti-Semitic?
Cold War tactic, i'm surprised you didn't
jump that bandwagon...
a jew thought-up communism, why aren't
stiff-collared workers ready to argue that one back?
what are you?! did i ******* ask for a bagel?!
no! i was asking you about politically
correct speech and anti-communism akin
to anti-Semitic speech... well, you said it,
Jews are playing the game and we're all
advertising material... **** me, when will this
**** end?! they never said those were anti-Semitic quotes
criticising communism, origin: Jew.
oh yeah, yew yew yew... you pacifying owning
porcelain - getting all subtle, frisky and fragile
with me? Palestine hooligans won't mind,
the scarf hooligans won't mind either,
they'll just chant, you'll just relic the prior said as
after said and in the medium of now designate
it as: whatever - they said they were
Jews prior to being Poles -
trust them to integrate and not assimilate -
they're like that elsewhere - and everywhere -
it's not that you can't write a national history without
Jews, it's just that you can't write a national
history with them - they're two times fickle
in that nomadic sense of what the Palestinians
would have asked in Auschwitz.
oh come on! please tell me you stashed ice-cubes
in your underwear and you're feeling insecure about
them melting, and the grand godly ******* titanic
heading into your Ganges tool of whirling in a sinking
proof prior a bachelor, then on second thought
a widower and no salute for an everyday tomorrow
i would mind, had i a wish to be wedded with
prenups to sleep on rather than your cushy *****.