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Beware the IDeas of Marx in Angle GRINDERs

The light will warn us, all that emerges is hopeless and trash, written with a pencil lead so fake insurance salesman eraded heds, a coat of darkness, painted over biker jacket offer to stop word swearing you will take my easter eggs and Scottish whiskey, Holy Liar pants on fire will soon be yours, forever the brightness and fulfilled yearning, peaceful haunting quiet, a hush before the march, a breath before the charge. Holy Life will soon be yours when drums and pipes are calling, forever the brightness and fulfilled yearning, peaceful haunting quiet broken by boots on stoned, by orders spin bowlers heed warnie. Shot Edith in jhe sahn van meth from the mum fiet pull me offside Eware the udeas of Marx and huge grants of Hurlies lead ie boise uhoy ih blow me Holy War, a Cross Against Temptation Night, before the war‑battle, wild mountain heather scent, battle‑us scented, coming in the vision of blades, Nana pipes and baggies, get them ready, the backlit bottom steps, black hill blackness. suck in this breath, you dead, banging deadwood white ant, fez eating my hed chez, Gimmee a Burma and fech iffer blow up a bridge ofver bubble water european ijiots who climate changed the world and git ricj and you let it happen cause yoy never gave me alikes looks stupids fuck of fer it sat or des not a feva brev . Respect ChemXHvyRx X X X vibe. Give her a solid silver corset and bra like armoured baddies from BTS Bottom Steps ofNana for Holy War Skins and Punks Against Smash Hits ! 1984 Posers Merideth says: those synthetic posers are setting up their hair crimper irons and blow wavers of Barry Manowar dryers and hot bar band bay steady rollers, i call them Pathetic Losers Smash Hits right to their faces Meri sed you not so tough now the core power and bridges were bowled over by trumpete who sung the stu sude sii soo sudafed nudest Phill is the best sing by American phsycos and just yina bates motel Normans who matryred for death if a sailor norma jean cndke in a typhoon blown it iut in the holiday inn where Merideth git busted in a lift she was eating a durian 47 up to 51 k fine by me Bottom steps become the mustering ground, Meri came, saw, and went against a sweet talking speech perfect address, Showing all naught to be sent, Meri death ass ked for nay harness an all a netts, never said gimmee army head bugle blowey us salvation, never spet hard salive a word, forget all you believe she never digit a trench, never served a sentence, not in a mental state prison, never been to the clink, never herd centrelenks never heard alab jones or jon howieard stern cruel old time vengeance, Boomer test, know what the F? I meant: Holy wore a flat‑brimmed black Q hat, she never cooked meth, a late spirits from ukraine suppised to protect , the kids, cept they didn't say the place has no scientific rules when it cums in X sperts not yet tested a bubble bath with a pH kit, she showed no interest in new wave one nor wore a revivalist dress, not a girl searcher for no wanted religion, never then. No you carefully can use, she never abused, whatever it was, nowhere’s everything, bagged up and went, not her problem, if you got one tough, stop avoiding your own mysterious drink and sedative thing between you the doct and the herb, we know your disordered head, me, these, us, this blood‑beat, but Meri not got the hep happy hippy spin with the can‑a‑burst pez, she as a bests, living her own thin bub, twenty‑six, pale perfect skin, marching within. To inauguration over concrete walk across bridge, Holy wore white but some of us could sense the sense of Merideth secrets, victorious forbidden nights. She wore the dark cherry night‑after‑sex sweat and looked like a masterpiece, Sunflowers, Vincent self‑portrait, as if angels bled in oils on canvas, sixteen million bricks loaded in the flat‑bed chev, drive it outta Burma Brev, take it to the bottom steps, this is the place we start the bids, this is the square we start the ranks, did I have a starter for sixteen K? (auctioneer rattles off some fast talk here, drum‑roll cadence, pipe‑drone undertow) Selling the perfect immaculate Merideth canvas, Bottom Steps, darkness is broken whoo r wen we Merideth? Devo neit min teng We are ChemX heavy Rix she going to Nana, to St Kilda, to Kings X cross the Sukhumvit shift 432 hurtsr, ask for a drink and her baggies the baby got BKK Burma, XXX immaculate bottom steps BTS immaculate condition in a clep Like tight yoga pants swipe alt right euro slots inoff phat‑walk, across tops ass needs I say you could do a few more steps, you are no Merideth or A Holy Hottie l8ke a luck a wearing ChemXHvyRx Holly woee the powet suit if lungerie she blew up the bridge ass she walked cum across floci off sea gulls peck yu is I salassie sayos doggies not a Meri fitness training across fists, she show under the kilt nothing too wow wheee w, whore‑swift, boxy glass bottoms, beats skipping up the gm. Thev‑best trophy upper co