Mixing the Mash

On the bus you come to me. A tie is all I see. I pull you to me as you dress properly. In the door, forevermore. I feed and transform to VIPER in my eyes. Yellow and green beneath. Fully functional, for the first time in your life, my muscles pull you deeper in. I know your sin, but today you will not watch the clock in any way. We commence to concieve a new type of chastidy, internationally just for me. Culmination simultaneaously, I get you to the door perfectly. Lietenent and me left to feel the vampiric greed all over me. My teeth present and I lash out at all beings. He smokes a cigarette that does not smell in the environment. The rainforest is he, now he knows me properly. The three divinities from Indy (county) containment are now a provacative form of recruitment that Esteb calls wartime atonement. I love it and send him the blood of lust from my wrist. It is he and Cocky Tatoo (bio threat) who cannot resist. My own alone, they are now a machine that pulses out the complete forms of my imagery that cannot be seen in vicinity, too LSD, PCP, with a little crack. My masters feel their backs becoming more retilian every day, but I am the one to say, "SNAKE is me everyday, go away and pay properly. I will be with you eventually." Top cop of military minded men. We will be together again and again. Appeal to me you do, but this is not about a screw.