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Wolf Larsen & Shakespeare on a Hot Date Together in Boys' Town

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Wolf Larsen & Shakespeare on a Hot Date Together in Boys' Town
Canto 9
by Wolf Larsen
Is it a pagan Catholicism to wet the sheets with wonderful dreams?
All those millions of dreams consuming you in a single life...
Heavenly Penis! If pEnis-waRt-mounTains wilt to die!
The world will wail & wail & waaaiiiiil, like bent over whaaaling-mooaaning-widows panting for more!
So the world will be a window into everyone's eyes
With sex juices spreading all over these pages in summer words,
Winking to every widow who may well keep a fire burning between her legs,
And by eating children and sodomizing husbands we are jazZ-sculPture!
Look! What bootie of joy, and the world spins like billions of flying vaginas on a cocaine voyage from the Roman Empire to the space age...
Sucks his penis! – For still the world enjoys it! – His penis his penis!
But please waste not the beauty of the world to end,
And used condoms lie everywhere like mysterious treasures, and god’s negro lips kissing you
So where are the others with taxicabs in their bosoms?
Such murderous nouns are committed by blue goldfish!
Copyright 2012 by Wolf Larsen


Sonnet IX
by William Shakespeare
Is it for fear to wet a widow's eye
That thou consumest thyself in single life?
Ah! if thou issueless shalt hap to die.
The world will wail thee, like a makeless wife;
The world will be thy widow and still weep 5
That thou no form of thee hast left behind,
When every private widow well may keep
By children's eyes her husband's shape in mind.
Look, what an unthrift in the world doth spend
Shifts but his place, for still the world enjoys it; 10
But beauty's waste hath in the world an end,
And kept unused, the user so destroys it.
No love toward others in that bosom sits
That on himself such murderous shame commits. 14

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