NAKED FARTS DON'T SMELL AS MUCH

Tormented by the drool of a lecherous glare 
Self procreation backwards in an alley,
Pink fungus proliferates nicely between your legs,
Like E.B. White on a mushroom binge.

I cast a quick 'Assumus' spell and make an ass out of you and me 
and a shit out of everything you believe.
An enormous expense of energy just to insure that you'll remember me,
For my diuretic phrenology, as my words massage your spinal column.

Dancing tongues causing a ruckus on your tuckus,
There's a divine spark in Fran Drescher,
There's a divine spark in Gloria Messer,
Suck it out like a Hoover whore on all fours,
Like a banana tent in your dwarf's drawers,
Like a kosher pickle shared by African Moors.

Rude ass tempted by fate, 
Irate about rape,
Contemptuous of slumbering pride in apples grappled like bagongers,
As Baby Jessica crawls out of the whole in your esophagus,
And Katy Beers throws a keg party in your basement,
And Eleanor Bumpers' benefit for the NYPD munches up your bushkill.

The poison came in liquid 
and murdered your Aunt Virginia's extra virgin Olive Oyl,
She was naked on the lawn bathing in tequila and horseradish.

Blue Meenie on a ten speed fiending for weed 
like a grocery clerk with jerk chicken.
Caught you hanging in a gang bang fangs 
dripping blood while I'm rippin' it.

Naughty little nihilist on a punch drunk bender,
Hey big spender put your dreams upon a shelf.
Let your Gucci pants remind you of your splendor,
Let your groping hands grope yourself.

Square dancing fairies aerobicize in cryogenic solitude,
Naked farts don't smell as much.

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