MMMMMMMMmmy childs my babies my infinite loss
your wings are dry rice, your skeletons floss
much blood i have borrowed so twice ill return
the favor of life or a chemical burn
the clouds are like ice cream they roll cross the floor
they stick to my feet as i walk out the door
im walking on angels to devils i go
to brave whole new worlds, away you must stow
do as you will, i will that you must
your thumb on the highway: in dogs we crust
my basket of laundry i drag to the square
i take out my tit, and i breastfeed it there
the birds cant but whisper the frogs stop to stare
the love of a mother is too much to bear
so bareback my breakfast and lounge on my lunch
i puff on the poppers, spike prom dance punch
i wonder where wanders your infinite love
why leave me alone, when i fit like a glove
do as you will, i will that you must
my sign on the highway: milfhood or bust
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