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Super Market Catastophy

from The Book Of Pottytalk by Co Wagulate

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Piddly Fiddly diddly ding! that's the answer, your pants are, up around your middle like a 30s dancer, riding around from here to france-er, where ever the aristocrats have house cats like a panther,

Steak!

Obliterate, pass the steak, I aint seen meat in 33 days.

At the super market, doughnut magnet.
throw my food on the floor, don't bag it
stagnant, plastic, tube of chapstick,
melting in the shopping basket.

Abusive zeus, seduces gooses, gushin' gooey juices, from their cabooses

Size it up!
you afraid of number one
Who's numbed hand guns come bullets
gobble gulps down gullets
in the valley of the setting sun

State the stack! Pack your sharkskin sack and get back to the vapid druid droids, never net weight poids, all employed by th supermarket darkness void.

" you have to be held accountable "

Problem child, goblins implode, discipline gone wild filed and honed,
toned down personality, torqued reality..
in the center of the galaxy.

Smother Smoldering embers, send yer bark peeled from cold ring timbers...
...Engender Limber fibs baby bibs slurp purple snoooottt.

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from The Book Of Pottytalk, track released March 13, 2012

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