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Pam está esculpiendo sombreritos de payaso en los gigantescos pezones de Goof. Por la cara que pone, el chico está pasándolo en grande.
Guided By Voices: Demasiado cansado para huir del tigre / Demasiado torpe para esconderme entre los arbustos.
De repente, Goof siente un dolor insoportable. En la parte superior del pecho.
-¡Aah, mierda! -Goof se queda sin aliento y aprieta los puños. Para... para, por favor. 
Guía, Dennis Cooper 

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Pam's sculpting two teeny clown hats out of Goof's giant nipples. From the look on his face, he seems very, very into it.
Guided by Voices: I'm too tired to run from the tiger / I'm too dumb to hide in the bushes.
Suddenly there's this, like, unbelievable pain. Upper chest. "Oh, fuck." Goof gasps, gasps, gasps balls his fist. "Please... stop."
Guide, Dennis Cooper 

Do The Earth

here's a picture from the house of meat

are you the person i'm scheduled to meet
to assess my skeleton's worth?
do the earth
curtains open and the guests are fried
in my attempt to seem dignified
i re-enact my birth
do the earth

do the earth i wanna ramble in opium fields
playing tricks on the invasion boys
penetrator like a space invader - do the earth
do the earth- this tear will never wash away
on any human sanitation day
and i will starve to death and wither away
unless you feed me

I'm too tired to run from the tiger
i'm too dumb to hide in the bushes

i'm a human costume with veins of gold
i'll face the punching bag - do what i'm told
til i get old and have to dwell
in the valley of the ironman

do the earth -- you beckon me
and leave it up to fate
you offer salvation and i salivate
and the thought of my next free cheese
hear the voice

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