It's the last straw, brawling into a strange haul oh yes,
undress my dear page boy in the watercress.
His sundew skin pierce within a honey drop,
rock-hard bridge we blow the hourglass
dynamite up flew too few refuse to shake
the earth, a plane, kamikaze, tooooo late!
He runs, my panting rabbit, fly! I'll come
and put a bullet through you.
Maiden, oh maiden! Maiden of beauty,
Hath you longed to show such folly?
It's always sayonara, but to thee,
blonde beauty, au revoir.
Delicious dear, do spit it into me,
the ignominious cure.
Jul 21, 2025
Jul 21, 2025 at 10:48 AM UTC
It's the last straw, brawling into a strange haul oh yes,
undress my dear page boy in the watercress.
His sundew skin pierce within a honey drop,
rock-hard bridge we blow the hourglass
dynamite up flew too few refuse to shake
the earth, a plane, kamikaze, tooooo late!
He runs, my panting rabbit, fly! I'll come
and put a bullet through you.
Maiden, oh maiden! Maiden of beauty,
Hath you longed to show such folly?
It's always sayonara, but to thee,
blonde beauty, au revoir.
Delicious dear, do spit it into me,
the ignominious cure.
Partially based off Hemingway's "For Whom the Bell Tolls", partially just insanity.
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