Poetry for Pythia

cand.cru5h3r

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I want to win a win
These words an ugly sin
I'd wish my mouth had yet no teeth
New life may I begin

I've got no brain in helldolls head
My seat of souls been taken
My friends dead too, we cannot meet
And wait to make the bacon

On holly day our book is red
A lovely loving goddess
A water baby with her tears
And full Olympic bodice

The offer made of loving home
Turned out rather flimsy
I found myself of renewed bone
And burning like a binsley

We have our time so thank me not
Your under cover moidian
I've got a rhyme for every lock
I'm eating like an droid again
 
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