"Neesh"
"two dudes in a shopping mall checking out the chicks
in platform shoes and glitter, one says to the other
neesh that's about all you need to find in this life,
your own little neesh,don't you mean niche?
nah, I prefer the second out of the New Websters,
but don't you think it's like Freddy Nietzsche,
ah, Mr. punster dude, nah, neesh has the sound
of the air that rushes by you when you take
off and are up there ,So has he found his
neesh? you mean the guy sat over next to the tree
in the middle of an altercation? Well he certainly
hasn't, the girl did a trick last night and he hasn't paid,
because he has to send money home to his wife
and family, and gets paid pig shit for working on a site
probably illegally, and the chick came over
on an entertainment visa and now her passport
is in the hands of a pimp and gangster,
and to make it a bit more complicated
the whole of this little tragedy is predicated
upon desire, duty, loyalty and the difference
in race, and so they have most obviously
haven't found their little neeeeeeeesh."
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