Crickey, I'm slapped
with a pat on the back
and a nose full of flood
and a sit with a thud
And a hanshake of thunder
leading me under
And a beard tucks me in
So tight I'm now thin
With a knot in my spine
Don't forget the next lines
"If you smell feet and ain't Risen,
they must be your own as there's no parmesan in prison"
















Comments
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- I am a harbringer of death and I can even make crying kids shut-up!
Negi-Ramen!!!
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- I am a harbringer of death and I can even make crying kids shut-up!
Negi-Ramen!!!
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Feel The Wrath.
okay, I've read it about 5 times now...
I like the imagery you've created, you choose your words effectively
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Franci
www.franciart.com
TheExquisiteCorpse
my cool avatar was done by artistm0nk
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- I am a harbringer of death and I can even make crying kids shut-up!
Negi-Ramen!!!
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Art sucks.
....and licks and feels so good!
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