Tag: rhyming
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The Lighthouse Lads
Three men in a lighthouse Two are never seen again Last left with visage unmoving Fixture of Bedlam’s rooms, in the mask of Agamemnon His words host myriad venoms, he speaks for a shekel Or a respectable speckle of inebriate in his vessel Whilst he speaks, he speaks as a man possessed A frightful vision,…
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SOTT
With Vodalus’ clique Eating Thecla sticks Gaining memories Didn’t protect now Chewing her neck Like a dental stick Besotted by exultants In the tower, Master Ultan New Sun, the Ultimate Fealty from black brothers Masks identity smothering Claw in my hand burning Lore through repetition earning Second read, first time learning Cloak made of fuligin,…