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The Keeper
The voices say it's time to play,
I’m tired but what can I say,
There has to be a price to pay,
By another foolish little whore.
I was resting from my trip today,
Recalling a previous night's foray,
When pleasures from another lay,
Gave me a malady she bore.
Indeed she had a parasite,
With all the treats it had in store.
Perhaps my interest in that lady,
Was in hindsight somewhat shady,
But her beauty really made me,
Want to have her that much more.
And when I got her home that day she,
Began to whimper then cry faintly,
When I told her she was mainly,
For the gasping screams that I adore.
Her flesh in softly glowing moonlight,
Complimenting streaks of gore.
Yet before her blood had even dried,
The crabs began to multiply,
For weeks no matter how I tried,
They were impossible to ignore.
And the cream a doctor did prescribe,
Made the pain increase and not subside,
The voices said that he’d been bribed,
By the naked girl chained to my floor.
So I will have my fun tonight,
And keep her like the other four.
I’m tired but what can I say,
There has to be a price to pay,
By another foolish little whore.
I was resting from my trip today,
Recalling a previous night's foray,
When pleasures from another lay,
Gave me a malady she bore.
Indeed she had a parasite,
With all the treats it had in store.
Perhaps my interest in that lady,
Was in hindsight somewhat shady,
But her beauty really made me,
Want to have her that much more.
And when I got her home that day she,
Began to whimper then cry faintly,
When I told her she was mainly,
For the gasping screams that I adore.
Her flesh in softly glowing moonlight,
Complimenting streaks of gore.
Yet before her blood had even dried,
The crabs began to multiply,
For weeks no matter how I tried,
They were impossible to ignore.
And the cream a doctor did prescribe,
Made the pain increase and not subside,
The voices said that he’d been bribed,
By the naked girl chained to my floor.
So I will have my fun tonight,
And keep her like the other four.
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