No dog should ever see
The wife of the butcher loving on a stork
The dogs of the city floating on sausage breezes
mailmen fucking
like drunken sailors
Peasants fucking like drunken sailors
Wizards fucking like drunken sailors
The mayor fucking like drunken sailors
Obama fucking like drunken sailors
my accountant fucking like drunken sailors
Greasemonkeys fucking like drunken sailors
The king fucking some drunken sailors
I have seen mountains of boobs fall to the sea of ragethe high Dennis Quaid on my doorstep blues
The high priest freaking out like a weird fucker
The king and his courtesans playing parcheesi with humans
Lords and peasants alike, holding hands and swapping dicks
Christmas 1986
I appreciate the contrast between the rest of the characters fucking "like" drunken sailors and the King fucking "some" drunken sailors. I think it really brings to light the power struggle issue, reflecting themes of privilege and class tension.
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