Peacock Rag

Please tell me something we don’t both know

Aint no top down clown

Hang around proud

On clouds huntin

Hunting authenticating shroud

Lost lookin found okayed shoes

Perfect shade o brown here little puppy hush frog bouncin’ crew.

No bidding or diligence from me to you

A hack of the task what have ya

Trash bag had a few numbers knocking around

Weaving rings dancing a square of all things

Fiddle makes her sing makes er moist

Front line toy to a rocket of the boy

No problem side windin

Flicker tongue one of many heads I’ve rung

From within it shall come

Some flake the chin like they won

Waiting for a turn

We yawn while you yearn

Worm hokey holes with exposure you can earn

65 gems from the mobility store

Limited time free to explore

Act up get right if your ever wantin more

The darling of nothin breaking digital doors

Hell sent for ratings ala standard ala poor

Flu bindin snicker front of the room

Tactical tongue flickers

Wiggles the room

Fella snake tails shiver

Duck quack’n  pimples

From butt to dimple

Make em all move at once made simple

A great big boo from grave to temple

Blanket the break

With Magnificent The Fake

Working sleight of grace

Parading cake on face

For the chance to replace what it means to taste homemade

Cold pressed blade holding cuts for trade

Call it what they call it

What they saying when ya fallin

Close broke classical bell bottom

To hell with it pa

Smoke em if ya got em.

 

See saw em how ya claw em

Elevator fence clothes line dirty draw em

Stall em with a nostalgic rendention of

Ol Whatchya Call em.

Nailing scent toes artery iron

Bleach and dish soap

Thought I heard ya cryin

Too damn long rascal kept trying

Every wicked notion

Permutables flyin

Every nail of a coffin never know why’n

Somehow she digs the smilin shaking the movie deep

Divin’ no live life typical strivin

Calm down or we’re collidin’

Even Whiskey Joe can’t hide em.

Profound chemical compound invited

Divided through jabs United

Hush drown cider

West of the dark rider

Light shown slips of permission

Wispy provisions hustled

By way of detention

To educate a few on the

Truth of condition

Calculated mentions of trendy

Positions missing the digits

Of pretentions

For the Dunce hat millions.

 

Do we must all believe

Same dream cristol

Cream and good shit up my sleeve

Ah ah chew goolog of the sneeze

In cahoots with the breeze

Ram shackle sales scrambled

Trail of years post mumble

Channels burping Warlocks working

Winks sorting thinks to thought

Soft cloth kleenex

Blue light special Kmart bag of bullshit bought

 

Close call says the suitor half dressed

Pajama of pewter

Rain on iron wall

Room of complaints

Complainer on call

Defendant again

Rolling on the water flash card vapor friends

Yellow on the crate can’t make weight

Down to my boner with a monkey’s fate

Common top noodle on that mac donald plate

 

Arm in catfish mouth may be good to consider

Mesh sewn leo tarp maybe this winter

Harumph haroo ying town members

Have a tendency to flash their panties at dinner

Slip a little nipple at lunch

Die a little more each nugget I crunch

Too much to take better break take back detention on the interstate

Keep going back more like way

Slack in my shackles make a break for the store

Remember me

High tops gone forgot all the songs

All I heard was drilling

Killing me but not for long

Thousand years later

Flash pass for mash potaters

Willie Wonka math class for entertainer.

1000 cookoos crystalized bunny club next on the menu.

Flipper fugnus

Zipper glue

Vagina buttons and Penis spoon

Kick back batallion

Not a thousand not a few

No medallions helluva view

We came from the strange claims kept cumming

Not stroking but strumming a hum bring me

Something fun

Found us our own thing to do

Rexella follow through

Nookie in the jungle

Peach greenlight fumbles

Cute cream crannies

Crumbled bluecheese instructions for dancing

 

Get a free case of Hateraide

Calling out cats getting played

Robots repeating what dumb dumb’s saying

While he strums unoriginal cliches’ calling bluff on Marc Maron

Pissed parent glaring bitter glitter karen with a cock

Britches double pack with a hundred dollar sock

Stop with knock knock who’s there

Chorus reverb droopy lip stroke stare

Crackin a whip at the kids with pretend-a-care

Double bottom close your eyes

Pick the blues from a broken dude

Who learned how to live

By not so much what but how what he did

Every hair of maron gray grumpy kid

Just learning how to whistle at 90

Look at my middle finger come find me in my glass garage

Tossed with a birrage of toxic decay

Signal me some virtue

She continues

I ain’t gonna be your milktoast gypsy and I ain’t gonna fly in your MickeyMouse Lullaby

Keep trying a mateo leon playing glitter guard on a stone

Tapped to the fabulous grandpa fancy pants dance

Giggled so good my urine tried to escape

Marc keep sheddin’ keep checkin the toilet for traces of red menstrual butter

Yes You are a butterfly for gas lit suckers

Checking the tab for 90’s cover

So you’d rather hover over another brother

Who found their other while you read bird shit from dodo birds morphing dicks to clits

Calling out a warrior while you wait on your tits

Next day shipped

Let your lips get slapped with your red lipstick pull your pecker back sashay Gurl with your hips

Almost there Marcy Moron now appearing

First time on the twilight stage

Make a great change from Hater to tailor made twat

Squats to pee and goes to powder room in groups of 3

Wait for me

Oh no, not Marcy

Stop it girl, I know, you betta parse me, he he he he he he ehe eh

 

Next on the menu of Kunzer continues

Never heard my words from another’s color pallet

Not even a challenge

Never ending chocolate fountain

I drop em they bouncin

Boing a loing a rick-doogaly-doo

Have a glass from the fountain

Unmistakable flakes of incredible

Edible rips by the dozenz

Big ups to the dust

From which back to we all must

Silly sentences twisting us

To common kats

Kicking back up to the sacred

Frantic fools scared naked

Figure we slack

Better pack a double lunch sac

With a self-written note from Mom

Jack

 

Soon she parlays

Meatloaf mirages

Decades of progress

So they say

The Custom committee some pedestal made

Name plate engraved

Free to pack peanuts

Hand em out to the slaves

Magic media makes

Lowercase love breaks

Permanent mistakes

Oops not sorry 6 more fingers for blaming

More liquid by the day

Her thoughts were what you meant to say

Corner store pavillion

 

Echo chatter wicked made

Things aint’ broken

Just crusty and lazy

People peddlin’ token

Problem preprogrammed unresolve

Emergency number only you can call

Double the donation they piss your name on the wall

It only works with pocket shirts

That aint no pack of smokes in your plaid skirt

It don’t have to hurt

Check her pockets I’ll stall er

Waves my arms around

Speak like a scholar

Answer lost and found

You’re the 10th caller!

Classic 1, 2 toss em a dollar

Snap chat the daughter

Finger fuck yeahs hashtag slaughter

We got em good

Fanfare and Fodder

Tisk tisk

Don’t doubt the monster

Boom babba boom

Your station for stompers

Romper room rejected table the offer

Erase a few names

Rearrange a few numbers craft some new dates

Impose intentions with hate stained

Inventions with written prevention

Shame shame shame, shaaaaaaammmmmeeee

The marks it made shakin my head with a raison clinched fist

Zar pat o naughty on the Christmas List

Free to fart but you’re free to hit

Don’t push too hard or you’ll stain your slip.

Some day a double back flip

Did em last week on a raft trip

Not another yard sign

Get sick of it.

Crazy saying commie ass marxist shit

Okay michigan Mayberry! What say you?

Mark Twain disdain midway 92

Master key to glitches

Gracing hands few

Most Sunday meetin

Comparing prayers and shoes

Here little heathen

Welcome to Don’t need no reason

Honey got em better than jesus okay?!!

Working miracles on the daily

Won’t no craker barrell gasoline upstage me

Old gray jack of the gravy

Hillbilly monument maybe

Slowcooker crime of the 1680’s

Tire pressure fine not tire pump time

Play me butterscotch please play me.

 

Rumble in the tent hot yoga confident

Half in half on mat

Bend at the soul

Then a double belly roll

Fire teasing dragon

Excuse me you dropped your sweat on my toe

Listening to prince sing pussy control.

She stops and turns with glow

Behold the magic of melons

The Bend at soul

 

Rip roaring tangerine

Had an old school meeting with meaning

Catching cold stone feeling

Bringing shit up on a Monday

She aint just grieving

Growing up with Cleveland

Fast 40 good morning

Hearing it first on

Primordial bubbling…

Fast forward and sporty holler at ya shorty

Got some new nails

Come baby court me

Here’s your coffin stuffer

Pierce ya tongue so boring

Bring me booty claps

Naked on rain pouring

Purring little pussy

Greets stiff peter

Fo sho Miss Nelly holdin whoa

Haw before hee Wally World greeter.

Good game shelly!

Call me gurl! Holly World!

Keeper of cute and goddess of flirt

Missing a button on my favorite pink shirt

Not old news notification

May cause a delay at this train station

Hot willing and able

Bubble bouncing baby to table

Perky titties and flip flop jelly

Only hurt hearts can begin tell

bring back the blues

Liquor store bacon from Chinese water truth.

She crushes up a knuckle

Like broken fingers from way down under.

Tan lines 

Summer slides

Driving down the road getting a hummer getting high

She’s exercising control

Don’t hesitate

Bend at the soul

Bring back the blues

Gotta be hurt if you’re someone we can use

Memorize your true’s

Standard issue

Closed highway eyes

Takin on how to crawl

Beautiful condition of questions for all.

Good time to pause and call my Ma

She says fuck your counting holes of the straw

Let’s count the hairs on your balls

Rocking in her throne back and forth puffin packs of menthol

Signing up for demeritts

Wants more she shares it

Cockatoo water caller at the strip mall

Slangin crates of gizzards to the featherless bird mob. Impared;

She goes back home and makes a demeritt. She doesn’t get em, she makes em! What? Demeritts

 

When I was younger another day was another day in trouble down most days double

That’s 2 clown shoes no shows take cover.  Showing off no problem, creating problems just to solve. Had two older brothers love for all. That’s time and both.  We’ll get to the death when no diversions are close and I’m hobo hard of hearin. Oh my goodness your certificate of ridiculous