| poem 1 about gaspacho to the tune of the mixer |
[Jun. 6th, 2011|11:25 pm] |
Watton vegetable processing
plant
(the) foreman (of which
was)
knocked out
in the first 6 seconds of
his professional fight.
The yellow carrot (the mixer)
approaches..
the diseased carrot
on the conveyor
the diseased carrot
in the gaspacho
The yellow carrot
like a proud
diseased cock
on the conveyor belt
In the break
cunt
number 1
informs us he could
take Herbie Hide
We listen and smoke
and drink tea
It is 1994
We had never even heard of gaspacho.
The yellow carrot
in the gaspacho
(repeat) |
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