One Nine Minus Ate
Politics isn't personal? Fake sniffle. Go tell it to the Kikuyu. Wait, that sounds familiarish. Something about Africa, right? Here? They turn from people into cases, the lottery. Gun vs. Machete, Tribe vs. Tivo, the dried mouth of a supposed sanity or the imagined taste of keratin? I'm just saying cause I eat it like it's pussy. Birth nigh, will I ever be as mature as my unborn daughter? Could any man be? Is this another thing we can't talk about? Speaking of pussies. Why do you fear the penis and vagina, even the saying? Oh, and Pervez ain' yo frien', but the alternative, you ever hear of Kubrickian ballsweat? There’s one thing I’m certain of... Return I will... To old Brazil.
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