High school cool
Prom dance trance
Comic convention
Detention
What the fuck is going down?
I'm back at MoCCA.
Indie comix back in town.
A year before she dissed
Now it's kiss kiss kiss
Before nipping off
To sign her books,
Jaws on floors
Desperate fanboy looks.
Chua madman Asian
Artistic abstraction ace
Scoping the scene
Tearing up the place
His kung fu is strong
Mind sharp 'n keen
It won't be long
Til smithereens
Get blown
On down.
Riles rocks out
And saunters in
We plan a route
Go for the win
End all suckas
That wanna front
Motherfuckas
Slags and...
Count yourself lucky you don't interrupt my flow, Liquid Fury funky smackdown, hittin' clowns with Power Play and daily poems and rhymes, from my life and stylin' madly through aisles of illustrated psychopathic indie action stars of seven hundred delays in delivery, creeps stalk the flawed faces of weirdness bound to be one, become a none of the above mystery prize, a rockstar shines in their collective eyes and all I see...
Is me.
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