Angela Harlem
Jesus Online
i wrote you a sh*t house poem
your pretty field
with all the pretty flowers
i want to run over you
with a combine harvester
sailing on the ocean
beautiful sunset with you,
you make me forget/not see
the big fat oil slick
we sail on
i try not to drown you
in the oil slick
all odes mention roses
i want to stick thorns
up your nose
if you would just
stop picking it
your puppy dog eyes
you smell like dog fart
you have dog breath
too
go away
your pretty field
with all the pretty flowers
i want to run over you
with a combine harvester
sailing on the ocean
beautiful sunset with you,
you make me forget/not see
the big fat oil slick
we sail on
i try not to drown you
in the oil slick
all odes mention roses
i want to stick thorns
up your nose
if you would just
stop picking it
your puppy dog eyes
you smell like dog fart
you have dog breath
too
go away