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The Witches

the witches

they don't take no ****

 

feminists with a wand

made from a femur

wrapped in ***** hair,

fingernails, and spit

 

no

not good little passive girls

although amused by a good spanking

for laughs that titillate

from a red wicked dicked old man

with slippery fireballs

like a spicy cherry pepper

that slurps filths coves

through a black tongue

and open-mawed bite

 

Femdom's queens

oiled torsos and bond fires

drenched ornaments for laughing snakes

that spread like spider webs

while the whips flash licks

hells tender blood kiss

 

insatiable prayers

and

************ rituals

mixed like bones in broth

with intricate sigils and saliva red

menstruum her holy sacrament

that shapeshift crones into young girls prancing

and bind water to stones

 

her spell can crack your skull

like a mules kick

and melt your eyes

like nuclear skies

 

no

the witches

they don't take no ****

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Aug 2, 2018
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