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that dirty, rotten meat.
Crack the bone and suck the teeth..
After all I wouldn't eat me,
not until I take a pee.
Steak
is better left undone.
Neck is better if it's wrung.
Cook it all in messy bowls.
Suck up the sweat from the holes.
Wrap
it all in sugar power,
sweeten it with something sour..
Love that face that's going down.
Eat it with a smile or frown.
Have
no worry brushing lips.
Wash it down with fingertips.
When the body is part in,
hate it cause it's paper thin.
Love
that dirty, rotten bone. .
It's the stuff that's close to home.
All that's on the plate I've got
is that taste my tongue had shot.
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