Humanoid Reptiles In The American South

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   "Humanoid Reptiles In The American South"
   
   After intentionally absorbing Faulkner's "Absalom, Absalom!" I know:  the gods do exist; still, Faulkner himself basically flunked outta high school, farted around; next, imbibed toxic comprehension of the geography in which he did reside, outshining the fabrication of fact concerning superior generals leading the emaciated & enlisted into corporeal destruction.
   
   A skinny ass ectomorph, snake-like man, bloated in the behemoth belly reminds of a slimy viper after having selfishly ingested an innocent, mammalian meal.  But once so disfigured by rancorous venom, the reptile becomes disinterested, in fact, FREAKED by their vicious art of mutating a lamb-like victim; hence, they manifest NEGLECT--thank the gods.
   
   And as Faulkner's ambiguous yet sublime scribble carries onward--he knows:  "Were they courageous--yes.  But they lacked pity & mercy."
   
   Nevertheless--the American South may rise again.  Surely, they have the pseudo-industry of cotton.  The perpetual manufacture of tampons will keep them golden.  

Unearthly Agony of Monstrous Mental Illness

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   "Unearthly Agony of Monstrous Mental Illness"
   
   Mental Illness:  Schizo-Mode, OCD with Tics, the infamous & stereotypical Bi-Polar, and the worst--Clinical Depression, wanting 2 assassinate yourself perpetually--these things suck Loki's mutated apples made adulterous in front of the god of poetry & eloquence:  BRAGI.
   
   Mental Illness is LSD minus euphoria; indeed, euphoria is illegal, even medically, in the American South, where metaphorical chains still resonate with the crispy clasp of ice-cold, ghostly steel.
   
   As a result, all organic & freshly farmed medicines should be available; moreover, legal coke, rotten speed, and even opiate-minded slavery is legal medically; nonetheless, they deny King David, the boldest of all Hebrew Heroes (Bard/Fighter)--him vociferously proclaiming in the King James Book of Psalms:  "Herb for the service of man."
      
   And vampires not be as cool as werewolves/werecoyotes.  Just say'n.  

#Nebula Guardians/Galaxy--crappy crayon art

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   #Nebula  Guardians/Galaxy--crappy crayon art  
   
Don't you dare look at me;
My weirdo artist constructed an asymmetrical cranium--you see!!!
Specifically, my soft, angelic eyes really do display a cerebral capacity that's sweet,
Hoping for a sequel--like Kevin Costner did dub Madonna's concert neat . . .
   
   

#werewolfslut --Full Sturgeon Moon

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   #werewolfslut  --Full Sturgeon Moon   
   
Under the neon swarm of celestial sea,
Resides a Werewolf Slut--her radiating a spirit of free;
Alas, her creepy creator gives an innocent stare,
Hoping she gets respect--and does a reader ensnare.   
   
   

Ulcerative Colitis & Avocado; plus, Chocolate Banana

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   "Ulcerative Colitis & Avocado; plus, Chocolate Banana"  
   
   Gastro-Strange Physicians have many times been vociferously imperative in mentioning to me:  "Diet doesn't matter."  After a mere week in remission, you think you're miraculously fixed; next, a juicy steak sandwich with horseradish; then, you wake up with a bastardly dagger in your gut and evacuation of bloody fecal matter.  Plus, you gotta swallow eight horse-sized pills everyday, throwing up a little in your moist mouth as you do so.
   
   To these people (such as myself), armed with assholes that give the mirror image of blown out flat tires--I proclaim:  "Eat an avocado.  Approximately 4 grams of mild yet effective fiber, high fat content for a respectable body mass, and maybe an anti-oxidant or two.  Then, there's the frozen, chocolate-smeared banana.  Very nice.  Though--they kinda bind me; as a result, dip in a bit of organic flax seed, and a halfway decent poop magically appears the next day, hopefully not in your Captain America Boxer Shorts.  Yes, sometimes--we all want to be somebody else."  

Wicked Witch--Voluminous Rack

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   "Wicked Witch--Voluminous Rack"   

Though suspicious sorcery might morph a man's genitalia into a bunny rabbit--
A lass might fancy it cute, trumping a behemoth blade-sheathing habit;
Next, in need of trans-vaginal mesh--
Ah hell, the Wicked Witch dances under daystar, appearing garden fresh.  
   
  

One Race: The Human Race

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   "One Race:  The Human Race"
  
   It has been theorized--there is no different species of human; we are one race--the human race.
   
   My Grandma Bertha got Grandma King on the horn back in the late 50's, venting:  "What's this I hear about you not wanting your son to marry a foreigner?  At least my family isn't Pig Shit Irish."
   
   And I love being part Irish.  My Dad always joked that I wasn't Irish enough to TRULY enjoy Notre Dame Football Games.  But I do--buzzed 2 the day.
   
   Irish, mystical barding:
   "I'm a Leprechaun--come and get me . . . "