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Vishnu Crank

Read me a poem that literally bleeds
From the fresh cadaver of a needle freak
Infected hospital mojo burns
Infested with purple spirit worms
Shoot up eyes to orange-red skies
Softly loudly Vishnu cries
Verily have I walked off the plank
Rushing so slowly on refried crank
Blind eyes see straight into the sun
This jest so serious is quickly done
Written by jswissman
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