the three shadows part ii

oh classic gentlemen

say your prayers

to the wind

of prostitution

to your faces

and rex complexes

riddle my breast

full of the oppressed puss

oh gentlemen

with your fish

the you surround

all around

and you man

will always point

your fishes

at me

but i will always exist

because i always exist

damn good too

the rat race begins

the fat face stings

i hold the fresh pink baby

with a smile

i slice off those rosy cheeks

because i feel so thirsty

and oedipus rex complexes

riddle my closed bloated breast