Poppies - Anyone?

Floss my teeth
Brush my tongue
All that you want
I'll become

Good and plenty
Shy and horny
Is there anyone
Out there for me?

Hurting, but all
They could see
I'm good

Stoned, but I'm not
One to stink

Up and down
I'm going, going
Round and round
My head is slowing

All the cracks are
There and growing
Every night and
Every morning

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