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Three Eight Seven Three (there'abouts) Colour By Numbers

A true-liar, thieving your thoughts.  
Ona atta data dada time.  

Peace by piece so foolish-  
ly  
as deserves a good'ol asswhoopin'.  
(You know the kind. Leather straps  
and belts, all stupid righteousness,  
slobbering on it's only self ---- but that's a  
tale told to a different tune).  
 
Now, as of tomorrow, we'll fall into  
place piece(ably) by piece, so as not  
to not disturb the Mother Superior.  
Maybe her god will be-come a bit  
less fear'worthy.  Probably not.  
 
God ain't likely to do such.  
Her triage is way backed up  
down the street, and 'round the  
ol'corner. (Shows us how we deal'with/dole-out  
our precious mercies).  
 
How do we know which pond holds the largest frog?  
 
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feb21,2021dkzk............poometryand(bad)photistry2021
Written by dkzksaxxas_DanielX (DadaDoggyDannyKozakSaxfn)
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"Spit-Polish Sophistry'll Get 'Em every time"........anonymous battlecry from the
                                                                               Boer Wars era ~~~~
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