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Never ever call me that name again ever Understood, poacher ? You know ! This is one reason I mark my territory, I don’t give my flesh out easily I have too much pain associated With my birth name. Write it down in capital letters My name is PANGOLIN MUSE ! Want me to spell it for you ? P – A – N – G – O – L – I – N M-U- S - E ! PANGOLIN MUSE! Stress on the first syllable just as mandolin, please ! That’ll be it for phonetics ! And don’t call me ever something else whatever, will you ! I’m serious ! Weaned I am not yet ! Or I’ll Flame you with my stinky fluid, Secretive scent from way over down there, From my solitary underground burrows ! Or I’ll flame you with my sticky tongue, Whoever you are Under the bark ! Or I’ll flame you with eyes wide shut You know I can hypnotize ! I’m no nocturnal Delicacy I’m no red hot ant ! Wanna please me ? You know what ? Call me just Muse And put yourself in position; One Two Three Scales in Four Five Six Scales out Seven Eight Nine Curl up Ten Eleven Twelve Roll baby roll Let do the ant and pangolin dance Stick that tongue out And try to reach the furthest you can but first are you willing to hear that old lullaby ? Eyes naked Claws Naked. We have just started the initial steps. Step one : We are fully dressed still. You’re the ant, I’m the pangolin, today ! Tomorrow, vice versa ! Or you’d rather try the contrary ? Or you’d rather toss head and tails ? On top or under the bark ? Horizontal or vertical ? Perpendicular or Parallel ? We’re both the visitors of the same bark Faraway Feathers of the same Wild Wordsmith Who dreamt once ant and pangolin So let’s start that ant and pangolin dance. Now let me slide into you Like a thirsty moon-mosquito At the nape of your neck ! Or you’d rather have me Dive into the very abyss of your niples ? Let me soothe you softly with my wings of fire Oh I’ve been yearning for so long For those pomegranates of you To quench my thirst On those purple pillows.
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Aug 21, 2019
Aug 21, 2019 at 2:40 AM UTC
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Never ever call me that name again ever
Never ever call me that name again ever Understood, poacher ? You know ! This is one reason I mark my territory, I don’t give my flesh out easily I have too much pain associated With my birth name. Write it down in capital letters My name is PANGOLIN MUSE ! Want me to spell it for you ? P – A – N – G – O – L – I – N M-U- S - E ! PANGOLIN MUSE! Stress on the first syllable just as mandolin, please ! That’ll be it for phonetics ! And don’t call me ever something else whatever, will you ! I’m serious ! Weaned I am not yet ! Or I’ll Flame you with my stinky fluid, Secretive scent from way over down there, From my solitary underground burrows ! Or I’ll flame you with my sticky tongue, Whoever you are Under the bark ! Or I’ll flame you with eyes wide shut You know I can hypnotize ! I’m no nocturnal Delicacy I’m no red hot ant ! Wanna please me ? You know what ? Call me just Muse And put yourself in position; One Two Three Scales in Four Five Six Scales out Seven Eight Nine Curl up Ten Eleven Twelve Roll baby roll Let do the ant and pangolin dance Stick that tongue out And try to reach the furthest you can but first are you willing to hear that old lullaby ? Eyes naked Claws Naked. We have just started the initial steps. Step one : We are fully dressed still. You’re the ant, I’m the pangolin, today ! Tomorrow, vice versa ! Or you’d rather try the contrary ? Or you’d rather toss head and tails ? On top or under the bark ? Horizontal or vertical ? Perpendicular or Parallel ? We’re both the visitors of the same bark Faraway Feathers of the same Wild Wordsmith Who dreamt once ant and pangolin So let’s start that ant and pangolin dance. Now let me slide into you Like a thirsty moon-mosquito At the nape of your neck ! Or you’d rather have me Dive into the very abyss of your niples ? Let me soothe you softly with my wings of fire Oh I’ve been yearning for so long For those pomegranates of you To quench my thirst On those purple pillows.
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