Explosions are my specialty, fire is too lame,
Some say I'm too extreme, I say; Go away if you can't handle my game.
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See that old bottle? Wanna hear it bang?
I'll whip up a Molotov cocktail and be gone before the coppers phone rang.
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You say you wanna hang with me, well baby I'm danger,
I'll have your nickers around your ankles, before you can say 'fuck me like a stranger.'
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Explosions are my specialty, I can and will be your doom,
Now get down on your knees, baby, I'll make your world go boom.
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Beyond The Needle
Poetry"Explosions are my specialty, I can and will be your doom, Now get down on your knees, baby, I'll make your world go boom." • • • Unconventional poems of a conformed man. I voice all my inner chaotic turmoils in rhyming words so they sound less path...