Do It Yourself Lawn & Garden Mulch I fertilize flower soil and my fleshly mowed grass Industrial leaf shredder the remainder of your body parts On a pleasant afternoon for yard work: Chop I sever miss your mantelpiece memory John Dear Jane Doe Chainsaw disfigurement, aww Honey, bees around your hollow neck making nests, cozy up to codling moths in cocoons Clip, clip I van gogh your forgetful lobes Slicing rust resistant gardening shears Cockroaches crawl and crickets chirp inside your ear canals Crop I scalpel off your nose job Using a cordless Black and Wreckher weed whacker While your nostrils bloom with grubs and beetles Trim I sharpen my hedge clippers Against your skull; a little off the top Maggots feast on your fresh scalp
Rip, rip I press your baby blues Into suction, lift lawnmower blades And your eye sockets fill with an infestation of fire ants Rake I mangle your flawless complexion A razor backed, spading fork face wash A horde of cutworms chews on your cheekbones Snip, snip I cut out your perfect smile with stainless, steel pruning scissors And feed your fake lips to sewer rats Please recycle your Love and Leaves I brown bag the rest of your decapitation Chuck your carcass at the gutter Schedule for pick up On our anniverasary Perfect Craftmanship “Makes Anything Possible,� Even a better home and garden. - your welcome, for all the flowers
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