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Slimy Member

Rudimentary Peni

grind your bones to make their bombs.
nothing so slimy as a member,
or obscene as the prime cut,
the real chaos merchant,
severed head of state.
masters of disasters.
with jingo + jargon,
juggling with our jugulers,
the iron lady cried,
the people came to see,
the rust blow down the street,
morbid crowd.