Well written noir is easy breezy the
language once youre exposed comes to you asif youve spoken it all along Second
nature
Music to your ears
I’d agree.
Then youd agree after givin a blow job .
. .
Jesus.
After giving a blow job or not Shot in the face Dead Afterwards youd gargle with Listerine
They wanted to print tha on the bottle
but were nixed
No they didn’t.
No they didnt
But should have
As astringent as tha last deep thrustheld by the hair ears gob tha blew past your tonsils Deposited
Swallow an oyster as to chewing it swallowing
it after its chewed
Listerine cant help retrieve whas byebye youve partaken Whas gobbed in your gut
Why a blow job?
Im tryin to get past havin to blow a
church cherub in order to kneel beside my Maw at communion to receive the host
Body of Christ Gob of Gawd
You’re a sick puppy.
I did it for my Maw
Wha woudntya
do for your Maw
An youre more beholding to your Maw an Dad than Id ever be to mine
Pardon me A little
something a dollop on your chin Need my handkerchief
Maybe you think
a beauty pageant
Cattle call
Moo Moo
Coud make you feel better about yourself
All those mouths artfully highlighted with red lipstick
A pocket shot container Listerine
Hero of the day
Yours aint honey buddy
307preferred, reggaefriday,
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