What do you call it when a shi-tzu and a bulldog mate?Bullshit!Dogs roam the streets at night,Cats scatter in the twilightBut in the end, they sniff each others rear endsJapanese hotdogs – anything they can get their hands onThat’s what they’re made of,The Japanese aristocrat lounges in his limousineSnickering at the fact that he made millions off ofRoadkill found on the streets
Oriental beef slices meat their sticky endsYes, they look alike, but are they the same?Difference and corruption hidden by Earth, fire, water, and cow testacles.The world population with Tokyo as a shipping dock chugging far behindYing yang karate chop the butcher’s waist in half!Halves, and grass to feed the calves.
What’s on the menu today?Fried gazelle served on a roast platter.
In : Poetry
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