She gulps down my totem, going slow old modem
Game mode hurt me plenty, spurt in seconds twenty
Think I never had a growth spurt by the length of me
My God is octopoidal, tends me tentacally
Contacting me metaphysically, feel fresh Listerine
Better physically since he took control of me
I wish I’d found the symbiote at age three.
Alchemisland 
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