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A Costly Risk
I need the time,
Sir.
I really do need the time.
This is the part where
A deviant white rabbit
Leads the unsuspecting girl
Into the Abyss,
Where the author is a
Pedophiliac sociopath
In love with a cherubim fantasy
Named 'Alice'.
As they deep further into the
Hole, certain creatures
Pop out to confess this secret.
The girl doesn't read
Between the lines--
She's a bit illiterate,
As the demons say so.
Street merchants keep
Selling these noir riddles and
Gag answers--
The girl forgot about the time;
She just needed a way home.
She's pointed towards
An off path. Here, the white rabbit
Vanishes.
This might be the star
Of something big, Satan decided,
Licking a baby's blood off his finger
As the girl approached.
The pot's a brewing.
She didn't know magic was
Gumbo, a thick, sweaty mess
Of goo.
She was thinking more of
Sugary pixie dust.
But she couldn't help but
Bite.
The moon became full:
ALL HAIL,
THE RED QUEEN!
The bitch of hearts, ravaging
The oppressed state of
All the victims that wandered
Into this place.
Through time, power distorted
Her pretty face to a
Jealous mutant unworthy
Of the Author.
In her rage, she has fed the kingdom
Her blood, sweat, and tears:
Behead them if they
Don't drink!
A litter of fools keep
Shouting her doom, whilst
She make war against a child
Trying to find her way home.
The maddened flush
Topples her, and the Author
Ecstatically cums from the
Anxiety:
But, oh, you're nothing more than
A stack of cards.
Sir.
I really do need the time.
This is the part where
A deviant white rabbit
Leads the unsuspecting girl
Into the Abyss,
Where the author is a
Pedophiliac sociopath
In love with a cherubim fantasy
Named 'Alice'.
As they deep further into the
Hole, certain creatures
Pop out to confess this secret.
The girl doesn't read
Between the lines--
She's a bit illiterate,
As the demons say so.
Street merchants keep
Selling these noir riddles and
Gag answers--
The girl forgot about the time;
She just needed a way home.
She's pointed towards
An off path. Here, the white rabbit
Vanishes.
This might be the star
Of something big, Satan decided,
Licking a baby's blood off his finger
As the girl approached.
The pot's a brewing.
She didn't know magic was
Gumbo, a thick, sweaty mess
Of goo.
She was thinking more of
Sugary pixie dust.
But she couldn't help but
Bite.
The moon became full:
ALL HAIL,
THE RED QUEEN!
The bitch of hearts, ravaging
The oppressed state of
All the victims that wandered
Into this place.
Through time, power distorted
Her pretty face to a
Jealous mutant unworthy
Of the Author.
In her rage, she has fed the kingdom
Her blood, sweat, and tears:
Behead them if they
Don't drink!
A litter of fools keep
Shouting her doom, whilst
She make war against a child
Trying to find her way home.
The maddened flush
Topples her, and the Author
Ecstatically cums from the
Anxiety:
But, oh, you're nothing more than
A stack of cards.
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