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Quality removal specialist
Glass beakers pregnant With a recurrent leg-stealing mist sequence My see-ers. My sealed fear. No, my dear These days we don’t feed blazing grates paper. It’s not cutwood’s heat but pressed delete keys Which erase our shameful capers these days.
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My first rose
In my haunted garden artery hardening plants Barb and spar sporting spar for sparse light in slight expanse. Preaching age’s lessons with speechless, effortless change A rose which glowed mauve this molten morning’s eke Roves at dark-courting, gauzing dusk to a bleeding shade Rust ruffed. Upon touch, reducts to dust. The cup of the lustral,…
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The fourth divorce of everloving George
Plant your standers and standard Order in a voice of command Your man to similarly stand and have at me, the bastard! Make mincemeat beef of his kiss planter, formerly handsome; I will duel to death any cad to handle that jewel she cattishly dangles. I come bearing humble, appropriate gifts like a veteran ambassador Tokens…
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Purchasecraft
Pursuing what only patient minds discern My burning astuteness undeserved A lotto winning murderer or something worse. Finding some grinding delight in what blinds the next Bind thyself to the promise of thy broken legs. The sect The insect sex Her hinted neck With all the subtlety of the hope diamond. I beg Cybele of…
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