Vititus
(专辑: Integrated Tech Solutions - 2023)
Grandma Mary prayed the
rosary Name of the
father, son, and homemade pierogi Whole thing of Oleo anointed by the
Holy Ghost In the
kitchen cutting up potatoes for the
Koshi 4
pots boiling at the
same time Mushrooms jumping out a
pickle brine to change lives 30 minutes from Poconos bunny slope Where Lithuanian immigrants learned to shovel coal The
decor is white Jesus All walls, everywhere you turn the
guy's bleeding Figurines, images, even a
Aes original A
pencil drawing of the
praying hands I
drew in middle school My other relatives thought it was pretty cool I
must've drawn like 6
of them shits to distribute 'Round where the
word of God is the
good stuff And 5
o'clock mass fill the
block with babushkas 6:02 back at fort You could smell the
cigarettes through the
door Potpourri on the
shelf, sun down, lighting bugs on the the
porch Way before the
sundowning was too much to ignore This a
sharp-witted widow, who do you the
fucking solid Of speaking a
different language when gossiping 'bout your mama Her mama was Mociute to the
children She made a
farmer's cheese and live to be a
hundred million As myliu tave, she would call us "Katias" Cats, I
guess we were hyperactive little brats It's funny 'cause she had like 10 kids Though I
only met the
ones that lived past '76 They mostly been a
rotating cast on the
sofa Here an uncle, there an uncle, that is not a
soda Bang on the
water pipe, down come Leona She could eat a
onion like a
apple what a
soldier, gold I
remember this coat being warmer I
wore it all last year And don't remember needing so many god-damned layers We are bundled up X-ing the
squares X-ing the
squares Grandma said she used to be a
fireman Grandma said she used to be a
lifeguard Performance art that ran for her entire lifespan Then again that Mary Mary was a
wild card Back bedroom had a
door to the
cellar It's more a
hole bore to Gehenna The
lore is ancient, the
laws archaic Y'all keep misbehaving, y'all sleeping in the
basement Better yet y'all sleeping on the
porch She was kidding but it him with the
fear of the
Lord The
gear down's more outta fear than remorse I
guess whatever put a
couple a
tears in the
borscht Cheers, 2
foot of fresh powdered sugar on the
mountain We opted out for Morton Downey Jr. Marshmallow Fluff above the
toaster It's Vititus for the
toast of Hanover, yea '07 ma called me in London Tone that could only mean one thing, Your grandmother something, something Who fuck's supposed to make dumplings? I
remember this coat being warmer I
wore it all last year And don't remember needing so many god-damned layers We are bundled up X-ing the
squares X-ing the
squares