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Warm would lament
our lady upon high;    
'came and went in a jar    
of jet-black berry pie.    
    
Cherry children ferment    
your moldy asses goodbye;    
Pluri-lolita rennt with      
purple haze in her eyes.    
     
'G-raped her dissent    
with the clouds in her thighs;    
refrigerator repent,    
serve us ergot on rye!    
     
For nigh's the black hour      
to tap Hunger's undine;    
luscious lady-and-gent,    
her entrails drag the sky    
     
with a punctual scent;    
arsenic-lace and fungi.    
Heathens chaste aren't      
meant to devour the slime    
     
the plume beauty vents    
to unworthy fruit flies    
who won't take consent,    
and no others will try,    
     
so DRINK, Thelioma!    
And don't question why!    
Communion to-lips...    
sip her flowers and dye. :D    
     
     
(MTP)
arortiz73
Written by arortiz73 (MTP)
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Author's Note
Shout out to Anthony R.
Thanks for the inspiration.
Now we have three moldyworks. :)
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