my lipstick ray-ban pomade
stuck on grape nut with not
enough diabetic sugar; flakes
of sun to taste what taste a
taste bud once twung. out
spewing bordeaux all bad
alamenti admix of space
coke adrenalin venom my
lipstick ray-ban pomade
got stuck on straw, bury
shortcake in a lemony
sand: outbake until
moat-crocked or
castle-casketed
then kachunk!
