Falling icicle my morning view

Blizzard wind pick up through broken window

While I snooze, another day betrayed by booze

Escape like Mister Hyde each moon

Ooo I spewed upon the radiator

Can't afford a new one

So i'll have to pray a heatwave's favored

TV lazer beam my cup of joe

Fled apartment head down

As i past the breadline folk

Pinch the pennies in my pocket

Cross a pond to stripper poles

Cause even intimacy's missed for this factory shmoe

6am, tremble back to crib

Press my skull against the door it cracks an inch

Sorta really trashed I trip

On the floormat, i'm planking

Lift my head to wince but glimpse

A shiny pamphlet waiting

Are you manic, angsty? Introducing Blanqee™

The smoothest cutting-edge new burnoose for safety

It's a blue Mercedes to a Chevrolet

Capable of incomparable companionship

Salmon that swim with a punctured lung

Will now wiggle in unmitigated sunlit fluff

Adjust the octopi suction cups

Soothe into Jupiter's nucleus, combustion lush

Equipped with a headrest that hums nine lullabies

Collect your convection, subtilize frozen skies

Alexa past Prime, Blanqee stay til your last day

Warm regards, yours truly CEO Max Waitt

You like me

I keep it 2D

This Blanqee's

No one trick pony ain't he

A tight squeeze

Take you out your misery

Slip off to sleep

Wake up to beep (beep, beep)

Flew across the room like vinaigrette this Blanqee came delivered wet

The box was soggy now i'm 'fraid it won't transform into it's e--

Oh wait, no hold on; the fibers in it's cotton croaked on

Each wire interwoven blasted light along the whole hall

Excited for it's friendship decided to take a stage dive

Aiming for the Blanqee lept and fell into its cage blind

Force of AI, spread devotion, each heated quilt

Encouraging it's nurturing I serviced it's monecious build

Rooftops and hillsides and bedrooms and spilt wine

I melted with the comforter my posture turned a shrill sight

No matter my plight I knew with Blanqee I was better

Till the night it snug a mummaby I drifted off forever

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Talkings of a witch hunt, theft, death, conquest

First thought, nonsense, not all of us are goblins

Till a baseball caught the window of my stratospheric office

Grab it and I ponder, beet red seams started pulsing

From the ball to my heart, felt a presence on a slow creep

But knowing nobody imputing me for an evil scheme

Til I scope past the broke glass at rats beneath my feet

Curtain callers castin' me stealing the catbird seat

Burnin Blanqees staking bases screamin' Max Impeach

Ululating masons, tailors of the dirt cheap

Propping prognostics, AVENGE GRANT GURNEY

Who's that? Scramble to gather the information

Apparently a patron of our greatest creation

Blanqee seared his organs, now I feel mine growing frozen

Tetris level resets... decomposing totem

You like me

I keep it 2D

This Blanqee's

No one trick pony ain't he

A tight squeez

Take you out your misery

Slip off to sleep

Wake up to beep (beep, beep)