CrackHouse
They
all dressed alike in Red of changing shades they hold hands and walk
in there where Angels fear to tread stepping Preaching with the feet
Salvation of the Differance like Lucifer and Baldour eating hard rock
candy with teeth that have never been cracked. They smoke they ENTER
Crack Crack they Crack. Then they Crack some more and Crack some
other people. Then they Crack for more. They shoulder Crack bags on
Straps. They Strap Crack on Shoulder bags. They Crack Strap bags on
Shoulders. Then they Crack. CRACK. Crack. Once more they crack. Down
wind at the Crack House.
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