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Jenny Hval
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Kingsize
Think big, girl, like a king, think kingsize
Did you learn nothing in America?
I've placed four big bananas in my lap
In New York I don't dream
I always wanted to be less subculturally lonely,
but here I see no subculture.
No, no future. No big science. No big bananas
But I found no, no future
I rock the bananas gently, move back and forth
Don't wake them
What is soft dick rock?
Using the elements of dick to create a softer, toned-down sound
I sing to the bananas
The skin is getting thin and brown
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Norway. The girls are pretty. I'm one fourth Danish
If you have a child you better learn how to bake
I beckon the cupcake, the huge capitalist clit
I search the oven, scrub the racks,
put my whole head inside, but I just can't find it
It's like looking out the window in there
The bananas rot slowly in my lap, silently, wildly, girly
The rash is an opportunity, a common disease,
something in common, a community, the definition must be:
something attacking itself
Four flaking, flaccid fingers
No future Oh, the fruit flies.
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