Ode to Scotland
dunkman
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Pt 1 - The Ideal
The smell of pine, slows the decline
upon the cuboid hill, stay still,
moon shines upon his face,
god's torch pointing, latest kill
blood transfusion by winged surgeons
and below, this field of ink,
loch and learn and you will see
what this country does for me
Pt 2 - The Reality
The smell of wine, their killing time
in their waiting line, next month
piss glistens on an empty face,
a lisp I hear "you thuckin cunth"
glass bats, floating baseball caps
the chase is near, its dark - hide here
epiliptic blue globes arrive
procuring their unique blank stare.
The smell of pine, slows the decline
upon the cuboid hill, stay still,
moon shines upon his face,
god's torch pointing, latest kill
blood transfusion by winged surgeons
and below, this field of ink,
loch and learn and you will see
what this country does for me
Pt 2 - The Reality
The smell of wine, their killing time
in their waiting line, next month
piss glistens on an empty face,
a lisp I hear "you thuckin cunth"
glass bats, floating baseball caps
the chase is near, its dark - hide here
epiliptic blue globes arrive
procuring their unique blank stare.
oh scary... 40000 morbidly obese christians wearing fanny packs invading europe is probably the least scariest thing since I watched an edited version of The Care Bears movie in an extremely brightly lit cinema.
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