Slowpoke

These tragic phrases should be forgiven Cuz tragic phrases comfort he heart Without them sorrow would be just too heavy to bear This perversion is sanctified Any position is pain for my leopard back With the switch give a million lashes to the eyes of the meek She supposed to be a woman of god But people use his name and be demons "I cum for obscurity" Carved into my wrist with a black thumbtack Blood on the strollers Cannon spitter Too much young flesh The gloom of youth And blind leading the blind I've got a Tom Wolfe and a Tom Sawyer in my insulation presidents I'd rather have my animals than people, cuz people are sick