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Two roosters I slew and with all of my might I prayed, hard, for you in Haiti at night Your skin has turned blue and your hair has turned white Must be the voodoo of this Haitian moonlight We can't take day trips but Oh! those moonlight strolls dressed up in silk slips, high heels and mink stoles You swivel your hips as I work the controls No blood ever drips when I widen your holes zombie boy... You seem to have died of some form of the pox They left you inside your tiny black box I heard when you cried and I answered your knocks Let's make you a bride with another two cocks You look pretty pure for so long in the ground You smell like a sewer but you don't make a sound I feed you ordure to keep Poopsie spellbound I like to be sure you'll be sticking around zombie boy... |
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