Foogle fum
fiddle
Fak frus
fumblers
fla fla frees
fluggun
Fitting fin the
shade ov the free:
mother ucking
hit I ate you
Befrayal. My
voice orced to freak like this
rather be oiceless.
o Mama, mama I ove you flo snuch
o
lover o Lover, snuffle fwee touch flo flowly
o and Dad, ow
is ork dese days
o kay freel ice talking fwith phew
o my sister Sam
who is so much I I much so her
o Jake Jacob
Jake fumble genius and big lil brother
but Mama mama, sweet
annoyance I forgive. . .
but you have
that sandwich for me?
but and Dad,
about that money. When will you. . .?
but flease
flease take ood care ov I and the
others,
not ferry sure
what to, where to do next
Helpless, more
often than not
Hurtful, empty
ov fist ferocity
You think you
can take me on? p--------ssesses
skills seen to
chop up a family or put one together
cratches on a vinyl recor or painting
chorus curls
Watch me do:
Frish frosh ti ti ti ti tak
Ya yeah faw set
samoosrew
grep loo kadvala
frees frees frees!
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