I Don't Want To Know It's Medicine
Or Make Themed Pre-drinks
And Dress Up Like A Fag
Who Ends Up Tasting Beer Breath
And Aches Stomachs.
"Plastic Mask...
A Manter?... A Maneater
With Antlers...
Anther?
When Is Halloween?"
Smelling Like A Rubber Holiday,
There's Even Lipped Coins Lying In Toilet Water
Wishing A Nose To Spite.
He Ran Out Of Air Tonguing It
And I Forced Myself To Get Sick Outside The Club.
CK
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