.oh... hi y'all:
or rather - how did i find this in the noun Ohio?

      i guess after watching
the disaster artist
  and no having watched
the room...

the tetragrammaton
is so glaring to me
in the English tongue,
i might as well be
a reincarnation of
Belshazzar
(but not really...
because, to me,
reincarnation
implies
      a fixed number
of people...
and an mingling
of solipsism from
philosophy,
and NPC from the gaming
world...
no, i can't believe
in reincarnation...
saving grace of
the Hindus?
they're not lactose intolerant;
boogie-woogie-boo-woo
ooh things are turning,
freak-y...
why is that a Y and not
an E?
see... the tetragrammaton
is glaring at me...
like an ***** protruding
phallus with the added
"flavor" of a circumcision
snippet...
me? i'm fine...
no snippet...
    i can ******* as much
as i like and not feel
stupid -
or catholic, about it,
having, in my possession,
an unsheathed "sword").

p.s. it really is the case
of circumcising men
as a procreational motivation,
no ******* on you...
plenty of ******* on her...
and how the east meets
the west...
back in the east i'd be a blessing...
over 'ere?
i'm a walking abortion...
a nuisance...
something you send off
to fight in incestuous...
here's my 100 year closure celebration:      
                                                  V!
like the Welsh longbow men... up yours!
who? in the 100 year war...
the French would cut off the...
****... index or *******?
they would cut off one of the fingers
of the Welsh longbow men...
so they could fire an arrow...
P.O.W.s...
so the Welsh longbow men
came up with V...       a salute
to the French... up yours!
i still have mine!

hence? i don't feel ****** jerking off...
too bad, ol' chap,
you've been given an incentive
to find your missing *******
in a woman's *****...
sorry... i actually feel sorry for
you having this imposed on you...
the missing caftan / hood and all...
sometimes i wondered:
does she even know what she's
doing performing ******* on
me? maybe i could cut my torso off
and show her how to do it?

in the east i'd be a godsend,
but in the west i'm an
embarrassment...
great in tissue... greater still
in pointless wars...
             auxiliary pageant...
sure sure...
glorify the women...
      last time i heard my ex-girlfriend
gave birth to her fourth child...
her fourth daughter...
i seriously should have been
born a ******* Mongol.