Opera meant free love, European style, continental European style.
Opera meant a good time, a luxurious, free-flowing, blow mind, even wild time, a wilderness of notes, and if you must, to gloat, a red rock pavillion, a red river, love, and a settle on down to the duchess,
To the duchess, in her rocket’s red glare, in her immaculate and intricate lace, bombs bursting
The razor’s edge,
To knock down masculit clit, a bad ass mofo, a kid going kid kid, orangutang a kimbo,
Injuns knocking on heaven’s door, maybe some white horse mounting a mustang, in misprision, a stock yard, a stallion’s sperm drip downward, plummets, into the dirt, into the skirt, for Injun maidens or matrons, they wore no skirt, but a loin cloth.
Spam of Human Affection 
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