The Shaking Pink

Tuesday's twilight
I grab
My lamb
Blades of fright gripped
In my
Hands
First slice makes my
Pure babe
Stand

Slice
Slice
Slice
Slice

As I stretch the
Pelt
It yelps
Hollow eyes twitch
When fear
Is felt
Hopes and dreams like
Snowflakes
Melt

Stretch
Stretch
Stretch
Stretch

Casting trembling
Shadows
Low
Glistening sinews
Hung to
Dry
Wide eyed sorrows
As it
Dies

Die
Die
Die
Die

Are we talking about my sheep
Or are we talking about my balls?
Are we talking about my sheep
Or are we talking about my balls?
Are we talking about my sheep
Or are we talking about my balls?
Are we talking about my sheep
Or are we talking about my balls?
Are we talking about my sheep
Or are we talking about my balls?
Are we talking about my sheep
Or are we talking about my balls?
Are we talking about my sheep
Or are we talking about my balls?



Credits
Writer(s): Nathan ?
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