Bruno, you know what? Unnamed "as yet"   Made good threat... with a maraschino      In umbra none other than brute creation   Bad with words, but good at rearranging faces      At Bedford-Stuyvesant in loose silhouette   Drumming up violence with a shady "yoo-hoo"      Dang, thereby my shebang   Is an emblem of a bigger bodily crime   Blood feather stuck in mine      My indentation, my griming relief   My body's striped to a degree for good      Mantis without a prayer - a preyer of her own   Iffy to say if unspoken promises hold true      Dang, thereby my shebang is an emblem of a bigger bodily crime   Blood feather stuck in mine      Semi-permanent ultramarine   Scratching the surface from inbetween "I love yous"      Dang, thereby my shebang   Is an emblem of a bigger bodily crime   Dang, thereby my shebang is an emblem of a bigger body of crime   Blood feather stuck in mine