better out than ( dot-dot-dot )

” mmm danone “

( the danone marketing department )

a greeny green frog
from the bog within y’ throat
it’s so y’don’t croak

trumpets sound a pound
pushing out another log
shat upon the bog

you’re the squawking fog
i’m the cunt in countryside
farting far & wide

speaking with a creak
turns the key of either or
guffaw is a door

you of misted dew
rascal of the astral’s plain
chasing gravy’s train

as waz of the gods
soaks the odds ‘n’ sods of i
pissing from the sky

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