anonymous
12/04/2024 (Wed) 07:24
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I wanna play too:
Klim!
Klim!
Klim! You can see it, in the clouds up in the sky.
Klim! Floats by in clusters in our water supply.
Klim! It's in all of us, man. Our pores, and in our hair.
Klim! What we conceal in those corny clothes we wear.
Klim is all.
Klim is divine.
Klim is in control.
Klim whips and chains our soul.
We carry credit cards.
We live in fear of art.
Klim is the Om.
Klim is revolution.
Klim is the tapeworm,
in the bottle of cheap tequila.
That comes alive at night,
And sneaks up and bite our nipples.
Klim!
Klim!