Looking for Dracula
MUU-HUU-HAAA-HAAA-HAAA-HAAAAAAA [thunder claps] [glass shatters] [screaming]
And a small glistening squirrel crawls from underneath the cape, reborn from Dracula's death organs
BOMP, sail away sail away sail away, bomp, sail away sail away sail away
Leather against the boom / three sheets to the wind / We play
hoisted by the loops and swinging
noisily like a coupla testes in a loin cloth
and sloppily like your mother's 401K
v......v
now you've left me.  alone in this space.  waiting.  wanting things that
are strawberry
oooooh oooooh oooooh, I love yooooou . . .
& like all things teen-aged, we practice on our hands, sucking each knuckle tenderly & too carefully
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