Charles Bukowski - Three Oranges lyrics

First time my father overheard
Me listening to
This bit of music he asked me
"what is it?"
"it's called Love For Three Oranges"
I informed him
"boy" he said, "that's getting it
Cheap" he meant sex
Listening to it
I always imagined three oranges
Sitting there you know how orange they can
Get so mightily orange
Maybe Prokofiev had meant what my father
Thought if so, I preferred it the
Other way the most horrible thing
I could think of was part of me being
What ejaculated out of the end of his
Stupid penis i will never forgive him
For that his trick that I am stuck
With i find no nobility in
Parenthood i say kill the Father
Before he makes more such as
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