Zywa
Gob ice
Men didn't get me
with their gob talk
about heaven
on earth they're willing to give me -
higher than I consider to be possible
they'll make me fly
She rather holds a broomstick
between her legs, they laughed
among each other till it wasn't so funny
with their gob talk
about heaven
on earth they're fighting each other for -
the earth they're fighting each other for
because it isn't good enough
for masters who are afraid
to serve
but I can swim
even under gob ice
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