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Aug 2015
Pretty little pantomime
I'll give you a nickel
if you'll give me a dime
For what it's worth,
an infinite junk -
a plausible answer to the
poison you've drunk.
Creation to me,
without your denial
could never create
your inebriate child
But hush, dear heart -
the moon's been low
Forget the nonsense
here begins my show.
Darkling
Written by
Darkling  Cape Cod
(Cape Cod)   
713
   ---, mrmonst3r, PG and Juneau
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