A Love Story In Two Parts
"Put it in my pancake!" she said,
and so i did a rubadubdub with my two-toed stub
and now babies of doom are blooming like flowers
under the glistening chrome burning gas showers
a thousand petals crisp, on command
of god's eternal lisp
spittle gifts on plastic faces
space riffs in elastic underware places
pancakes
"Put it in my pancake!" She said
said
said
said
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