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The hammer beneath your pillow
There to smash the head of your prince
When it turns back into a pumpkin
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The hammer beneath your pillow
There to smash the head of your prince
When it turns back into a pumpkin
Raised from the smutty toaster of death … . At Five A.M., already drinking stale beer With Lucifer’s sunny switchblade at your throat While the neighbor with the bad cough Jumps rope at the humming edge of the world … . I should have... Continue →