I’d rather be wonderfully wicked
And frightfully fascinating
Than be piously perfect
And dreadfully dull
I could be reliably righteous
And boringly bland
But why? when I’m daringly devious
And curiously captivating
To be goodly godly
Or delightfully devilish
How about moaning monotony
To my sensuous ****
Never curiously kind
Without poorly plain
Always sweetly sinister
And always attractive
To be good, one must
Want to be good
But why be good
When you can be bad?
Dec 3, 2013
Dec 3, 2013 at 1:14 AM UTC
I’d rather be wonderfully wicked
And frightfully fascinating
Than be piously perfect
And dreadfully dull
I could be reliably righteous
And boringly bland
But why? when I’m daringly devious
And curiously captivating
To be goodly godly
Or delightfully devilish
How about moaning monotony
To my sensuous ****
Never curiously kind
Without poorly plain
Always sweetly sinister
And always attractive
To be good, one must
Want to be good
But why be good
When you can be bad?
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