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My horizontal head stares at vertical horizons
My musky smell murders virulent flies
Ants search for sugar on my honey-glazed face
While my broken limbs challenge me to a sack race

Sitting at the bottom of the lake
A turtle asked me for some food
I gave him a handfull of my yellow teeth
An upturned nose was my only thanks

Glancing into the chocolate rain puddle
I could make out my hideous reflection
There he was, with that pumpernickel grin
Begging to be destroyed

My decomposing feet carry me far from peeking eyes
My shaggy knuckles smash every laughing mirror
Pedestrians watch my cottage ass melt like butter
I look forward to the death of the cookie-cutter

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