Tag: spells
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Octopus arms, got suckers Deity farm, Olympian father Not far from a Demigod, suckers Old and new muckers All the tunes ruckus Raining down, upturned buckets Spending like we’re underbudget I’m smoking squidgy with pukwudgies Me and Puck tight buddies, soul like squid ink Hitting them back, one tough slugger Quick spit tell a man…
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Farseer
I’m a farseer, see myself in a four seater farting into open air Music loud as Wacken Open Air, windows waxy blunt taxi over to the left Everyone asking for a lift, everyone asking for a hit Some of them asking with their lips Some of them asking with their hips Don’t look right at…