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momus :
moloch p-ssed the message to the behemoth
whose master p-ssed it on to zebedee
it was sent by internet, by obscure protocols
to it’s recipient, the delicious miss gee

miss gee :
it was early afternoon when your message came
i was slumped under the table, slightly cold
i didn’t have a single st-tch of clothing on
i was trembling but my trembling was controlled

i really can’t recall who i was meant to be that day
i’m an actress, i play so many roles
but the script required miss gee
that’s who i was meant to be
and i was just about to pick out her clothes

momus :
when a crumpled paper ball
hit the floor beside you
it made no sense at all
it said:

both :
bandy biwa krishnamurti
pilgrim snorkel meat
ipsum lorem dolor sit amet
unix at the portal
body type by letraset
here at the epoch let us forget

momus :
grip my head and feel my pain
imagine i’m the king of spain
imagine i’m a weapon in your sheath

east is east and west is west
new york city to dunsinane

miss gee :
polly peachum creaming her mcheath

momus :
in the sturgeon caviar
in the virgin mr mcpherson
in the rain the cloud
and in the cloud the rain

green tea ice cream, wind dried duck
did you ever meet a person hot to

momus :
forget it! shower in my shower
i’ll soap you back and front
take me by the hand and lead it to your

miss gee :
country cousins, kissing by the bridge
a babbling brook and a choc-a-bloc fridge
my favourite restaurant is yo below
so when we go, slip under the table and begin to

momus :
blow me down, gyoza, my favourite snack
dip it in the soy sauce, slip it up your

miss gee :
crack goes the whip boys, crack kiss crack
miss gee has a whip and she’ll stick it in your

momus :
ask no questions, i’ll tell you no lies
it isn’t exclusively all about size
but did you ever see a rock star doing up his

miss gee :
flies are a nuisance, bees are worse
if you owe a girl money, put it in her

momus :
purse my lips, touch me there with a feather
better take an umbrella, what terrible weather

miss gee :
or we might get wet
and we wouldn’t want that
would we

momus :
by many names i’ve been known
gil martin, also don van vliet
giovanni, mantovani, barry manilow
i could go on

miss gee :
please do

momus :
super lovers jesus christ
coming once and coming twice
in a paper cup
in my hammock samovar
i’m a caballero erojiji
gaugin eating out tahiti
near as d-mn it, no cigar
very kimochi



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