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Python

The Night's my haven
I swim in her basin
Not wasting time
Just laying pavement
Trapped inside
Open wide I'm peaking,
Not just cyanide you're tasting
-What's that?
Sympathy?
You thought
Scratch that itch
To beg me;
Feeding bygones
To a python,
Moron
Who's sleeping with the light's on:
I'm coming at you live from the abyss.
Written by Fishmander
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