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We Do Voodoo
Bitch I Got An Itch To Stitch Your Lips Together
So You Cannot Mutter What You Wish To Utter
Your Deception Has Been Received With Perception
Of Your Lies No Surprise I Await Your Cringing Cries
So You Cannot Mutter What You Wish To Utter
Your Deception Has Been Received With Perception
Of Your Lies No Surprise I Await Your Cringing Cries
Published 19th Jan 2021
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29th Jan 2021 5:50am
29th Jan 2021 7:04am
Many Thanks , Daniel...
Coming from your pen , much appreciated !
Best to you !
Coming from your pen , much appreciated !
Best to you !
Anonymous
2nd Feb 2021 7:27pm
This poem slapped me round the face
2nd Feb 2021 8:13pm
Anonymous
9th Feb 2021 10:18pm
The first line just cascaded across my face. Fears of people being silenced is what it evoked.
10th Feb 2021 00:45am
Anonymous
10th Feb 2021 8:15pm
Would that be the man who is named after a movement of flatulent gas. Trump. I feel like the card came trumps should go back to whist.
Donald Whist played cards with the world
and lost eventually
Donald Whist played cards with the world
and lost eventually
25th Feb 2021 1:44am
If only those lips had been stitched together before the madness manifested itself
25th Feb 2021 4:03am
Agreed , my friend...
I could have called on the Bloods
and Crips to stitch those lips...
Yet I held back...;)
I could have called on the Bloods
and Crips to stitch those lips...
Yet I held back...;)
