My Mouth, the Whore

Daddy, stop hitting me and tell me you love me	You're so come here go away	Is this poetry or crap?	How to entertain young children on little or no money
Yelling things in quiet places	How to Talk Dirty and Influence People	They grow up. No one told me.	On Her Face
You Gotta Walk It Like You Talk It	Warning: you will die someday	Flying scares the crap out of me	Act like you know
auxiliary language	unemployed	Sounds cool and means nothing	dark highways take us near and far from home
Your Latin roots are showing	voices in my head	Triolet

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