Mr. Macabre
The Closets
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I'm sitting fully dressed on my bed after a fluke Two flakes melted away, to think that they'd follow suit He needed dope money, I shed my wallet away If he wasn't so alluring I would've called it a day Far from dignified, I spent every last cent Since I never have to worry about managing rent Meandering down my street looking for my place My pulse was quickly pumping as I tried to pace Waiting for the knock, I stripped myself of my shoes He's fully armed and glocked and would've blown a fuse Some dated colored rubber reserved on my bench To think that he'd end up a blubbering wench I greeted with grace I asked where he felt was best Pointed towards the stairs , he almost put me to the test Without a hesitation, I got presented with a job If I could please his driver and bother working his knob Threw myself in the fumes so I could get a sense How much I could tease and please to their expense Never good enough for chats, a halfwit in my prime I wish I could pay with conversation but they won't sacrifice time Royal highness father I just needed a thrill I'll even go to your grave to disclose my weekly bill I thought I'd never see the pathetic, helpless day I'd succumb to be a sodomite that had to to pay his way I just parted a man as angelic as the gates of hell No negotiation needed for what he tried to sell Beckoned with a middle finger If i would slip inside For a Sunday stroll in his tinted window ride His multi colored hair that covered up his zits A product of infatuation as I let him take a hit Fumbling, mumbling, rumbling man Tumbled though a garbage can My Epileptic moods as they attempted leeway Molded my expressions like fragmented clay Another flavor of the night plucked my heart They gave less a f*ck as they aimed their darts Clothes pin on on my nostrils as something stank Then I face flesh, a Neanderthalic skank Disposable like latex, I snap and start to crack Promptly rejected as temperance lacks I bond with muted concrete, as I try to take a walk Then I try to stay discreet as I'm in fear of my own stalk I guess they'll use me but I got poetic excuse No citation or reference warranted just creative juice I thought I'd never see the pathetic helpless day I'd succumb to be a sodomite that had to to pay his way
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