woe to you mother
if she is complying
with whores
must
we
repent
again
you poor fool
how did you like
my
private box
was it as special for you
as it wasn't for me
see we know words
we know words
that's all we have
we never stuck our words in an vagina
our words could persuade
the owner
of
an
vagina
to open it up
don't confuse my words
see I know what words mean
she thought we had stuck something
so she in turn got stuck
now
where
is this
"poem" going
its not
an
"poem"
its heart art
mystery concludes with me
what have you hacked
what have
you
learned
my free time
is
an
dirty word
maybe the tithe on this should be
high hacker
we had to re-login
oh hacker huh
?
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