eight o’clock pot bashers


eight o’clock pot bashers  (  srehsab top kcolc’o thgie  )

eight o'clock pot bashers

clang away their compasses

clap with latex hands

for the sacraments of convid

flocks of goblins cheer

as their fleadoms disappear

stoke the darkened hearth

& rake the garden snake

screwed to even' snooze

& supping lamestream piddle

sucking rotten cocks

lo, easels veiled in flesh

keys can lock or open doors

so a pickled poet pens

badger man faked the sniffles

& the rest is spun with mirrors

( wankers )



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