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Like a sailor.
They said that if I swear,
I'm angry. That the fricative
Noises from my lips, the
Sibilance from my teeth,
It's scum. It's Beneath me.
Well, fuck that shit, frankly
I'll never be happy.
So cover your eyes
Whilst I do what I do, and
Give you a hand.
(Or a finger or two.)
Anyway,
I'm good.
And how are you?
I'm angry. That the fricative
Noises from my lips, the
Sibilance from my teeth,
It's scum. It's Beneath me.
Well, fuck that shit, frankly
I'll never be happy.
So cover your eyes
Whilst I do what I do, and
Give you a hand.
(Or a finger or two.)
Anyway,
I'm good.
And how are you?
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