the vampires
they are here
the vampires
a double dribble
a slam dunk
a forest of small nails
a carpeted love,
a dream
a dream of vampires
in the toasty night
penis becomes arm
face becomes dream
vampires become guidos
zombie turns into a ash
sproik
a carpeted dream
of furrowed love
and a toasty penis
arms wide
god smiles
penis vampires
why not
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"Nothing But Azians"
by PBR
Across the wood
I screen your hoop
I hoop the lake
I crave your touch
I touched your balls
Through awesome shorts
Taint anticipation
I felt your hair
I smelled your hair
It smelled like pancakes
Oh, across the lines
I'll cross those lines!
My love is unrequited
My love for the game
Is fucking undeniable
But through the wood
Cracked on rubber
I saw the hoop
As we galloped like angels
on beams of radical
SLAM DUNK MOTHER FUCK
Why not, indeed.
It's getting hot in here
Why won't you pass me the rock?
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