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Mr. Bungle
Mr. Bungle
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All behold the spectacle
A fleshy limbless rectangle
Sitting on a pedestal
So nasal handicapable

Sniff and remember silver ball
Contortions that he can't recall
The torso on a trampoline

To talk is an enunciated sneeze
The happiness melts into dream
To tatse is some foul air to breathe
One thought, it lasts a day

And at that rate - he'll most likely live forever!!!!!!!!!!
He's a bird in flight, a hermaphrodite

Gyrating more like gelatin
And he fucks himself as he fucks the world
His twitching brain can dance within
A secret means of ecstasy
Acute and very olfactory

To see is colors crawling in the nose

He's got an itch, but nothing with which
To hear is stinking highs and lows
To scratch the itch - so wish it away

With his mouth sewn shut, he still shakes his butt
Smell. Sweat. Movement.
Cuz he's Hitler & Swayze & Trump & Travolta

Everyone's dancing.
Disco.
Fading. Darker.
Faint.
Dimple.
A subtle fragrance.
Everyone's dancing without him.
Dark.
Odorless.
Where did it go?
Nothing
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