MEET YOUR CREATURES

There a hot rhinoceros who plays

hopscotch on scotch and spits hot snot

at kids he's a God amongst men with a

cock at least 10 inches and bitches love

lickin it's skin even when its itchin which

is often his skin is thick especially his ball skin

he's such a baller that his balls go all in

when they play ball with the doe in her colon

he was chosen by the rodents to protect them

from their opponents and he knows this is his

moment so he throws enemies in the ocean

even a pregnancy won't evoke enough emotion

for him not to leave her choking soaking drowning

croaking should not have been provoking the forest mafia

ain't joking even when there smoking crack there

staring and there cloaked '

in black and will choke a cat that awoke them from a nap.

 

In the mix there a fish and a psychotic pigeon who fights God and Christians

at night he knives chickens and white wives in kitchens he kicks them in then

head and then listens to make sure there dead then heads for the head

to take a crap then a bath with there chopped off heads

he's off his med and think that the Feds are approaching

smokes roaches with blow stuck to his nose ring believes in ghosts

and eats toast with a lonely old goat that he found in a moat passed

out he raped him and then sewed his oats he doesn't vote

cut his cousins throats and has a growth on his chode that glows.

He gets high on lifes lows and he cries when it snows

and he rides on a toad when he rides down the road to

hide out from crows whose crumbs he has stole.

He eats lunch meat with his toes punches hoes that are old

and once he was told he's ugly and so he got ugly and '

sold his soul to a gnome who lives in an RV with me writing poems.

 

 

The Mob also has a Hedgehog who's shellshocked

from his nemisis a feminist white supremacist red fox

that talks to a dead frog about sex and a wet dog that does meth

with his pet hawk who can squawk in 3 languages

walks around smoking Angel Dust, Rust, and laced Cannibus

thinks he so fabulous cause he's on dialysis and has paralysis

plus psoriasis plus 14 different viruses he lies to scientists

about his sexual practices and practices magic with a cannibal dragon

who's flammable actions attract ass and rabbits who pass gas as a habit

while they blast Black Sabbath wear hats and eat cabbage with bats that

do damage to cats when they steal their hats and shit on the lorax.

More cracks what their after plus whores, smack, and hash or

more stacks of cash for porn, trash, and acid theyre sort of like batshit

these bats shit on fat kids drink cat piss bump trap hits fly backwards high

drink codeine mixed with drano and sprite and they think it's alright

to hogtie a bald guy by the balls while he cries and ask "Why"

and they watch and smile while sipping on sizzurp with a crocodile.

 

sophisticated fisting Haitians twisting uplifting sonic vibrations

while whistling at God in a spaceship listening to dogs while on laced shit

because it's interesting dawg let's face it I'm sizzling with rawness

and blazed lit lines that a basic guy couldn't make if he tried 8 times

riveting designs of limitless fried stimulus for your mind

I'm ridiculous with my synthesis of images of wickedness and wizard shit

traveling distances of time in a single rhyme that unravel

frictionless inside sentences delivering shivering messages

to eyes that twitch before they cry when shit is realized

and my riddles get confined inside scribbles

that I try to make legable, turning fruits to vegetables

then growing 2 new genitals with glowing pruned out tentacles

it's not even questionable almost unmentionable whether I'm on the climb,

enjoy the ride.