the lack of songs about avocados is all the proof you need that we live in a fucked up world

i walk in the store
i see you on the shelf
baby i been missin you like no one else
i wanna roll you in my hand
with that soft touch
you may not have that giggle
but i miss your creamy insides so much
take you home
put you on the table
as soon as i am able
all the bags on the floor in a mess
unsheathe my too long stainless
blade
i'll cut you in half itll be painless
i feel your pit, slippery and hard
we are going to do this together
we are going to become one
i want to feel you in my mouth
wrap you around my teeth
lets grind a little bit
maybe twenty times, maybe for hours
maybe for
ever
dont forget
we are still in the kitchen
for savorying each and every part of you
i'll slice you into lines
with you its never suave
i'm gonna salt you
i'm spoon you out
and into my mouth
little bit by little bit
probably with tortillas but maybe more
just with all the sweat i worked up carry you back from the store
the salt on my arms is for you, and its so humid it is almost steamy
its almost like you are already inside of me
i'm sorry i tear you apart, i just want to be one with you
oh baby, i want to be one with you, my dear
my lovely avocado
remember when we first met
and i didnt have to go into debt
just to get you near
i've never seen a cross section
that i gaze at with such affection
my lovely avocado
be one with me
that's right me
now that youve been inside of me
taken apart and broken
let's get down low
real low
like that, yeah
low as you go
i want to be with you forever
even if you turn colors
i'm colorblind for you
once you are inside me
for twenty hours or more
get really low
oh so low
don't leave me alone
like all the others
stay with me
all night and through part of tomorrow, too
and i won't take the simple rhyme there, no
because i'm doing this for you
my lovely avocado.







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