POETRY PORN: [SUPERSTORE]

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Superstore,

Where I get all of my gays,

Strong vibes,

Lesbians for days.

It pays to pay a visit to exquisite tastes,

Friendly faced,

Well placed gazes,

Far from outsides negligent mazes.

Brunch

Munch

Lunch,

Coffe Shits,

Homeless men stealing your tips,

Quips

Kisses

Nudity and well wishes,

I misses thee.

I’m farther than the eye can see from families tree.

But on my return,

Politics will burn,

As we churn new parties,

Starting Riots Girls,

Whirling,

Hurling,

Burly men

Daddies man dem

seeking tens tens,

Ten’s a good size 😛

To make us wide.

Wise up

Eyes up

Chest out

Times up.

The city may have failed

But superstore has it nailed.

Jack pot luck I think not,

Struck gold with no fucks living for what we’re given.

At the Superstore life is had!

However hard the rain comes down,

Brownies and coffee win.

I peeled Kahlo’s frown off, snuck behind the bar and lobbed it in the bin.

As weird as I can be I’m free,

Coz you’re all as weird as me.

Coz actually we’re not weird,

But that word is abused,

By those who lose out to their fear.

That’s right queen,

It’s ACTUALLY fun in here,

And if you can handle truth’s proof,

You can join this poof.

Superstore has it all under one roof!

Written by Ted Rogers “Artpornblog”

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