A snobby sort of snort

Millions of shattered pieces of glass
Dehydrated flakes of fish guts and ass
Whale shit and cremated Nemo
It’s where you dig your tea party toes

Millions of dead pindaroma residents
Chemicals for paper ex-presidents

Dead hookers who begged to just be let go
It’s still what you choose to blow up your nose

Millions of bloody stones in rivers
Child slaves sex mothers Indian givers
Over sourced egos baby death slingers
It’s what you slipped on her finger

Another costume party tonight
She’s all dressed for it, in white

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