I SUCKED OFF A ZOMBIE
Hear those beating, throbbing —
Voodoo drums tonight, honey?
I know I once did, my dear. . .
The Moon high overhead —
The twisting tall Canefield path
The crossroads guarding secrets
Voodoo ceremonies late at night —
But first I had to pass the test
Going down on Darby Jones
So tall, hung and handsome —
The whites of his upturned eyes
Placating his huge Zombie Penis
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