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Who is this Geoffrey?
All I see is this cold cadaver
Why is this Geoffrey
lying in puddles of pus on a gurney?
Tell me of this Geoffrey,
this boy with a noose around his neck;
More about Geoffrey:
why is he wearing his mother's bra?

How old was Geoffrey?
At a guess, I'd say
about twelve or thirteen;
He died accidentally
from auto-erotic asphyxiation;
He'd been masturbating...
our little stiff still has one on
and it's been one week!

The resurrection men
took their sweet time
Cross-dressed fruit:
what a way to die!
Now he's ours:
the apple of our eve;

Fetch the dead sphincter:
cold green meat
How did his ass taste?
Tender and sweet...

And then we fucked it...
Who is this Geoffrey?   All I see is this cold cadaver    Why is this Geoffrey   lying in puddles of pus on a gurney?    Tell me of this Geoffrey,   this boy with a noose around his neck;    More about Geoffrey:   why is he wearing his mother's bra?      How old was Geoffrey?    At a guess, I'd say   about twelve or thirteen;   He died accidentally   from auto-erotic asphyxiation;    He'd been masturbating...   our little stiff still has one on    and it's been one week!       The resurrection men    took their sweet time   Cross-dressed fruit:   what a way to die!   Now he's ours:   the apple of our eve;      Fetch the dead sphincter:   cold green meat   How did his ass taste?   Tender and sweet...      And then we fucked it...