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When witchcraft met the giant swastika
Witchcraft walked in one day
Fivefoottwo laid down sixfootsix
On his alter
Witchcraft crawled on top
Took it all in
She didn't stop
On a giant swastika they laid
Overly confident she was
Then sixfootsix flipped
That bitch
Over
And rang that bitches bell....
Ahhh another love story....
Fivefoottwo laid down sixfootsix
On his alter
Witchcraft crawled on top
Took it all in
She didn't stop
On a giant swastika they laid
Overly confident she was
Then sixfootsix flipped
That bitch
Over
And rang that bitches bell....
Ahhh another love story....
Published 30th Jan 2020
Author's Note
This is written about a dead ex of mine. Just a memory.
Rip h.l.
No metaphors in the making of this story
Rip h.l.
No metaphors in the making of this story
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