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Souls On Toast

I start ghost hunting at 5 am I catch little spirits which I eat with some butter and jam some days I'm lucky I catch old souls Cleopatra, Frank Sinatra, Adolf hitler reading the Kama Sutra If I don't eat them before they get into my head, they'll make sure I am dead.
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masuake
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Aug 31, 2016
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#poetry#ghost#souls#hitler#hunting#little#breakfast#frank#cleopatra#sinatra
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