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The milkeyed crone sucks rancid butter off a bone-jewelled finger with a four inch nail.
Counting husbands on fingers That will be The last time you strike me She decides, smiling now as she stands to full height Her brow to his heart, yet more mighty by half this Bath wife Who through silent wiles and guile has seen him one lethal dose imbibe.
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She expresses her admiration through gestures designed to inflame
Most nights no bites A question to ponder, it takes a while life or longer Find out what a woman most likes Three nights or else His throat his finger slices At this the Queen smiles likingly.
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He made for a good heel is the best I can hope for
Arguing with yourself Inhabiting your foe’s skin to scathe yourself Then recarapacing to your own flesh cell Just to be reenraged afresh I’ll scrap anyone Waiting for something, anything, to come into range, half a finger An ankle A sniper’s patience, an Olympian’s angle The boltcutter-divided anklet hanging Off my leg, a child clasping the…
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Instructions for how to be cool as fuck and cause ructions just by showing up
Big list full of how-tos Big house full of my jewels and duelling pistols Hive mobile app for the newly-installed heating system, hot balls Like Black Beast wisdom, books on wizardry from foreign kingdoms Lining the walls from floor dust to ceilings I’ve got dues to pay, rules to obey Nothing too plain, written opaque…
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Emerald Isle Ephemer AI’m
In Black Puddle city, where Stout rules Fire’s there It’s about fuel Used lighter fluid; you can smell the fumes Fuck the stress of booking a room Just suck it, maybe sex, then spit in the bucket, take your ducats and exit through The door you entered, nothing subtle what it is, like them supple…
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