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Lucretia writes: am knackered, spent the night figuring out how to mask poison tastes. Also, must oil gates.
The enabler finally coaxes his mark to imbibe the final dose Two or three poisonings from being Pope of this boy’s school A swimming pool full of epileptics’ drool Sticky as spider rope and gloopy as gruel In which drown, horribly and volubly, Those who were cruel to me at school To them, I barely…
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