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Jul 2022
I was told that during my baptism
things didn't go so well
They had to perform an exorcism
to drag me back from hell

Apparently I started myself soiling
while very loudly crying
It looked like the water started boiling
and the priest was a baby frying

Some people started to run and shout
leaving a lasting aftermath
that to this day I let bubbles out
when I take my Sunday bath
Written by
Arek  M/Adelaide
(M/Adelaide)   
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