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Jun 2018
curled into a  ball
like a flaccid *****;
the mad  geneticist
couldn't shake   the
terror of being swallowed whole
by the enormous ******;   his [-]
body used as a filthy ***** she kept
jumping on & off; He was standing
straight up & the wings, [what else  to call them],
enveloped & ****** [-]      into the wet
darkness; the glimmer of light showing
only hot pink & creamy opaque juices;
he was safe now in the Horney Psychiatric
Emergency Wing of the big city   hospital;
his wrists strapped w/     rawhide;
his ankles clenched in rattling   chain;
the NP came in face bland as Barbie,
'ur chart says u're a geneticist;     u should
have known better than to try to create
a woman on ur own;   women are copyright
by the Feminist State &  u're in big trouble;
men aren't allowed to create anything, as it
always leads to violence; just look at urself,
u look like something the cat hocked up;
'No cat,' [-] strained to say, 'no cat!' he gasped -
'Yes, I know - it was a giant ***** - reports
have been all over the News but so far u're
the only one who's seen it,    although there are
traces of it everywhere; a big ol' smelly snooch
can't hide forever,' she said lastly,          closing
the cell's light & leaving [-]   to his nightmares ♀︎
'Aaahh-ghh - -gchk-kca-chgchh!!'
Johnny  Noiπ
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Johnny Noiπ  ... ∞oπ ~☉✎♀︎₪ xo∞ ...
(... ∞oπ ~☉✎♀︎₪ xo∞ ...)   
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   Medusa
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