Catacomb Kids

I was a dark dumb student, no hokey rookie daytrippin on 
visions of chickens that looked like R Crumb drew em. They 
grew em in the royal dirt of Suffolk County's flooring with
 the blood of an alcoholic clergyman in his forearms. Long 
Island was porn stars and puppies pushing sniffles, fit 
into the eighth dimension or slipped through the pin 
holes?, zoop? slipped through the pin holes?, crisped into 
god cinder? . Who thunk over a quarter plunked a local? 
mortal con? vendor.

Who broke the verbal squad sensor? Root down, feelers out 
across the marsh before it was "Awesome Car! " I called in 
car cavalry cooked in an 85 Dodge Aries, gas for Huntington
 and back barely. Equipped with super soakers full of piss 
and an uncanny knack for constantly upsetting pigs by doing
 stupid shit. The kid? bartered? his ring king dummies to 
King Cullen where they hollered "F**k the World" from a 
parking lot of the suburbs. A couple spray cans and a 
little litter, but they'd look at us like swindlers with 
them Ricky Kasso jitters. So f**k em, a glutton sunk into 
the alley for props but things will still go bump when them
 halogens pop. Believe. I'll be there when it happens so 
shake another place off the mantel, snake another flames 
off the candle, lady of the lake off the answers, admitting
 their mistakes to their? deplaning? cadavers. Now it's 
rest in peace when Peter's? sinner heaters sung? 
disturbingly referred to reevaluate your beast of burden's 
urgency. Damn doggy, good times, thanks. I wrote your name 
in wet cement by the Brooklyn banks.

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?... Smack? for later. Made a fire, made a wheel, made a 
snack for later. Catacomb kids cuddle up and test the 
paper. When the town's speed freaks sleep, trap the 
traitor. He will ask for papers.? See I'm a nice invader?, 

made a roof, made a weapon, made a flag from paper by the 
snotty little nuzzle of a latchkey neighbor. When the? pope
 does shaggy? over some dap from gators, he will catch the 
vapors.

Couple Playboy mudflaps and hell on his heels. Blew the 
plea echoed in a pace with your shovelers meals, like not a
 farmer among us had a harvest survive the winter. So 
dinner is split a lima bean in triplets. Pick a winner. We 
took a couple of summers puking pills behind the dumpster, 
it was the largest Pez dispenser on record recouped his 
numbers. One shoe in the soupy gutter, one shoe in the 
velvet heaven. When the mermaids haul em, shake em up the 
lake with a? melted weapon secret? . Dance? Prudey? with 
the rule of a nation, who will be patient, awaiting 
zookeeper facelift extra. The days of your pain and similar
 uber apeshit, we merely updated the ancient apage. Yeah, 
dumber than a gal on a roof in a flood, who's not as dumb 
as the watered down beef from the burgers that jumped. I'm 
dumber than a Taz on a beach chair with a Martini, who's 
not as dumb as a tat with the same scenery.? Walking 
female? pig stigmata for all good sport. Garbage Pail Kids 
unite at the mall food court. Chase cheese fries with 
binaca. They had shut the school down early, there were 
bombs inside the lockers. No concept of the problem, we 
responded like a snow day, it was clobber shit to flotsam 
but the cops said it was OK. OK so the squadron's back into
 their boxes like it's breakfast club of hotheads show no 
progress to the doctors.

And I walk into the office, cough an awful ether often, 
flood a parking meter fever, knuckle up the love and 
rockets. It was reign of the razor laser, day of the cloudy
 howdy, flight of the shelter melter, you can bow without 
me.

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Knock em out the box, Aes.