BALAMBA! by New Shoppe
Balamba!
The crescent sun
you have found yourself near
has proven as cold as you.
Though their features
may present someone as lovely,
the stench of their spirit shows
truth.
Morbid people,
maybe they are just on guard,
maybe i am the demon in their eyes
I can't really argue that
I may be perceived as such.
My sins are merely different from theirs.
Intent is important.
Why do you do this.
Can you fit in
without blowing morals aside?
I am still learning.
Still learning.
never let my trust in God falter.
Trust in him, not I.
On the righteous path
as such, cannot be without
witness the non believer’s bus past
man is she thick he says to the world.
This is no time for cult beggars and chairs.
the skirt and top are sold separately.
the driver had a crush on me.
conductive energy is drawing a certain feeling in the air
that permits me to think fluidly
ole Jemima
she's left my despair stop.
I'm not really horny or thinking,
Just ROFLING.
Sweet home of Balabamba,
the recession in wiskansansas
eating staked dolly parton
what's the name of that lady
who dressed up as a racist for Halloween
after being a primetime legend for years.
your taste in clothing reminds me of prescription pill bottles
dimmed, tiled bathrooms with dirt in its crevices.
Put some bleach and arm grease to get love in this world of shit!
