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Stop accusing me that I’ve been chicken
With payback for Desert Storm —
Dissed on your best girls
Whereto all bondages do tie me up
That I have frequently exchanged unknown fluids
And wasted away your own —
I’ve hoisted ass to ferry across sweet options
To flee from thee who one time did me suck
Book me — my mulishness and second down
In jiggers of hundred proof sunrise gather —
Bring me up to your mouth, your pout
Don’t shoot me with some new wake of hate
I testify in courts of love
My appealing constant apples prove