are you made from love?
can you scent that scene? do
you hear that music? that’s fucking music pure rock n roll the most natural idiom in which to shed your inhibitions the meat man cometh low and slow talking in tongues winding sexual vibrations with
his seductive rhythms and mystic
copulations
he only comes around
to get your business fixed he’s
the trouble in your loins the gyration
in your hips best
get some while you can it just might be the last of the only magic left so don’t you button down get your knickers off coz when the meat man comes visiting he has little time for coquetry but time enough for love
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