vomit tree
Slowly suckling the great vomit tree From the top apples glow red I suck on this root at the bottom Its earthy mank twisted bark Breaking onto my tongue I hope a worm slithers into my mouth So i can chew it in my iron teeth And squeltch it over my red tongue Its foreign little body I'll make a ladder on the tree Nails in wood onto the bark Then I will climb it with my bare feet Feet on wood on bone on skin Pressing I will climb the tree
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