The Wyoming Ten-Ton Vagina

I arranged for the aluminum transport
A gleaming metal tube supported on black insults
That sang in devil-voices on the interstate
Past hooting rednecks, balls-deep in sheep-ass

Eager camera-hawks swooped, screeched and jostled
Glass beaks pecking,  stabbing, flashing
And in a lonely Russian farmhouse
The images came in clear as California porno

Escorted by comet-trails and falling stars
And swept by royal arc-lights and praise
We vibrated with slobbery glee and scorn
As the massive vagina sat in a platter of shit

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