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poetry

 

FRISCH UND LECKER - INTEFNAL HELL -
THE cake is cold and the story is in repetiton mode

part one :

go and by some shit that makes your life easiert

feed you inner pig,

wank with the twisted ginger bred

make it "guten appetit" and call it a day

 

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the novel bakery

there once was a ulli gallagher

his name is of no importance,

but his staring would transform cuttlery

a sponn turned into an elevant killing sperm machines

and the cooking pot ended on the pasta head of a cucomber that is multi - corn

and

lilliput

mega small and paintfuls

to eat shit and still not suffer of diaharrea

 

but the actual poetry reading can be seen on your tube.

hence

we better wait forever and go with what s left over

 

BLEISTIFT IM COCK SUCKER

OUTFIT BRIGHT AND MULTI COLOR BUT NOT EXCLUSIVELY PINK

 

WHY DID HE NOT APPEAR IN THE court room today ?

 

guten appetit.

patato head

 

==== TIME IS OVEN AND OVER THE COCKBEAT OF A WAR ZONE

DONT fall into the ocean

but the answer is in the pizza rolling tool box

they are divorced, estranged, angry, and pittyful in once

she is steming like a bull dog in the halls over truth

the germanistic pavillion

the frankfurt flughafen cafeteria

and me... the au di li maniac of learning

shits with diarrhea diapers on the floor in neukeoln

arsch kriechen

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seconds to success

arsch bomben in den eingeweiden der ausgefransten unangenehmen positioin des MC

no celebs please,

no philosophy pleaser, blase mir zwei mal einen ueber den hintern

ich bin 38 ... 38 and now i want my first kids

jawohl... I come and ask for my 23rd one person show as a lack affe

hollaraidu yo

no bock to guck guck see me see me fritzgerald .. the holz jodel meister

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warum muenschen

?

warum frankfurt

warum moskau

warum ist die banane krumm aber die eier sind nicht sterililsiert aber die eingeweiden sind noch im leib

ueberleben nennt sich das

aber wie sicher ist es wirklich in europa..

 

nachdem nun alles militaerische aus den usa verschwindet oder nur eingemottet wird.

ich bin uebergewichtler

ich liebe es .... gaemsen in den arsch zu gucken und mich zu fragen, wie lange wird es brauchen, bis ich mal ne pause machen darf. ?

wann wird die naechste hure unters messer kommen

GUTEN APPETIT

die letzten gedichte endeten auf youtube

 

klick the link

open debarte :

 

--- 8, 7, 5, 3 2 ling ling ling

i am a zero man and no style but years keep flying by and the oracle says

 

its you

-- correct it was me

will me and you be miniatures figures in the universal catalog of tunichts-gute oder will das gute and die pommes... wollen die wirlich von der tatsache abweichen, dass man porzelan koepfe... nicht mit dem richtigen goldrandigen wanzen abhoerteraet vergleichen kann

 

ich sehe eine fabrizierte wand

the all is called..... I do not wanna go out and get layed ....

I m rather in the mood of love but did i grow up with silence or with stories from around the globe.

 

the georgraphy lets me down

africa is still a planet where my kids are not yet free to travel but who knows.

I have no clue and my name is not endig with a relgious ending that outs me as who I do not wanna really be but I am still a marxists.

and my ears are still those of spoken langauge and firlifanz im goldenen adler.

we skip the ski outfit and go back to St. Arlberg

 

I count down the fast racer and wonder. how many more pirouettes i have to make till my friends thank me for bringing them to peaceful co-existence of what ever is duchempian.

=== hashtags are not sexy... but A PEACH in the yes eyes of a no sayer...

too complicated this equation of intervernal lust

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special signs

librio

GUTEN APPETIT

 

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the grown up women pleasure.

my name is anal wiht

 

 

=== next step

is

 

give me a chance to proof i m still no man

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H H q

lulu be

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