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By BrenPublished 3 years ago Updated 2 years ago 1 min read

sniffing bike seats

at the girls college

in my grubby overcoat

my wank hand quivers

i get the pervy shivers

as i violate

another court order

not allowed in the park

not allowed out after dark

not allowed near the high schools

not allowed sharp tools

i stand i'm shaking

my nose is filled

with tempting odours

soft worn leather

fresh linen

a faint whiff of piss,

farts and minge

inappropriately dissociative

starring and fiddling

dribbling and fidgeting

soiling my undergarments

i come as i go

yeah i'm the one

your mother warned you about

yeah i'm the one

a malignant shadow

in the night

it's because of me

you should never walk alone

it's all about the wrong

cause i aint right

what the hell

is wrong

with me

and why

do they

keep letting me out?

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About the Creator

Bren

"It's just a token of my extreme!" - Frank Zappa

"Cause it's all in the heat of the moment It's all in the pain!!!" - Devin Townsend

Centre Stage with the wonderful Heather Hubler

I'm writing it out not acting in doubt!

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