Spun Spinners


Smack serves sole souls.

Spinners slurping smack

Smashed, spun fun.


Spinning starts segueing

spectacularly spilling into, 

swirling time spent spun. 


Sipping smack sparsely, slowly

once spun fun is done. So slim, 

spun spinners sucking 

and searching seriously for 

sex sleazily and serendipitously


Slipping slowly and sleeplessly

sipping sludge stupidly. 

Surrounded by slick suspiciousness

selfish spun spinners soothe their

Skull with smack surreptitiously.


Spun spinners stuck sticking

Syringes subdermally till sore.

Only to settle their stones and 

Score more smack to sip and slurp.

Soaring sorely spun spinners subdermally

Syringe seriously spinning till spun out.


Sick and scorn sheepishly surrounded by

Spinning spun smackers syringing more. 

Sneering, sneezing, snorting, and scoffing

Spinners snarl, swallow, and spoil such 

Special smack they savor, salvage, and sell.


See to it, slacking and smoking surpassing

a schedule. Staggeringly big stashes of 

super smack saved for starved skulls of 

spun spinners spinning till spun out.


Selfishly spiraling into spiritual 

subconscious suspicion, spun spinning selves 

slap several subdermal spots so syringing sticks 

and sinks without stinking or smelling.

Sick spun spinners sputter until spinning is

no longer super fun.



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