Ole Owl Eyes

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Doomed speech
with retard recall
honed in for diamond
era
Aleister Crowley yeah


The man with the
bushel of knives
raves about
Reaganomics
carving the score
into his oily skin
While the students listen close
closer-

busy busy dollars


ONE RULE
ONE RULE
ONE RULE


And still WoRds DO noT Fit
& Syllables Do noT SlidE
Bones are jagged & DON'T intersect
at nearly the vehicular manslaughter we want
the flayed cuckhold
that’s most in Fashion
CUCKHOLD!
What’s an Owl to DO?
I said Faithless Reader
WHATS AN OWL TO DO ?


Surely not, not to beat one's brains clear
& bemoan the lack of Sunday
Go 'OWl Owl why for art thou pissed
tis only a li'l more see, the path winds but the source
the source draws closer, see?'


Well FINE
But surely interim organs fetch a shinier luster
than a cool winter's solstice, be merry & multiply quagmire
Fisticuffs can make a difference were told

Now leave Mr. Owl alone I say
Some bridges like being burnt
its the TRUTH

He is old
& one too many feathers
take their leave

Pecking out the eyes of children does
not always itch Mr. Owl's joyous
la la Scratch


He is finite
He is accountable
He is Finite
He is Accountable

Also

ONE RULE
ONE RULE
ONE RULE

Watch the trickle down
Red stains on the sofa

And now the man
with the bushel of knives
lurks in the woods
past dusk whimsical

It is said
he wants a new Owl mask
for class

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