Vincent S. Coster

Rookie - 136 Points [Vincent S. Coster] (13th December 1976 / Dublin Ireland)

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An Obsessive Compulsive's Thoughts On Washing His Hands

The feeling of the water
As it runs over my bare skin
The soap forming bubbles that pop
In lathered delight

It is pure ecstasy for me

The feeling of the water on my skin
Soothing me of the torment
From the man who sneezed
And shook my hands

Not a worry for him
If I should catch the damn thing
What ever it was that made him sneeze

Filthy and uncaring fool who sneezed
Did you see him sneeze?
And then shake my hand with
All them germs and things?
Crawling around like Greeks in Troy
But soap and water are my allies
Nuclear ...

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Citadel

You go running away
From the mess of your life
And you spit and you swear
And you damn all around
And there's nothing at all
That can console you
No nothing to save you from you
You whisperer of lies
And you damn and you damn

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