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PAST LIvES

by donall-dempsey

PAST LIvES In a previous existence, I was Attila ...the Nun! The other nuns mocked my moniker. I was having none of it! It was just not on. I massacred them one by one. Damn their pretentious piety. Other ninja nuns came and tore me limb by limb. The world vanished into the darkness & I woke inside this head fat & folish hairyish & Irish! A poet of no renown Donall of the Dempseys. God's( ha hA HA!) little idea of a joke.
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