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Mar 2014
The glutton
With a vipers tail
Running round
In search of fame
Lol,
In shame the glutton drop
With its rickety belly
D sound goes ****

No glutton last a day even less
With the garment of deceit has worn all out
All the wolf in the sheep's garment
Comes floating
Alas!!
The glutton stung itself
In pain with pressure
It hung itself
Cos the world turn sour
Before the cloud goes in
Recoiling its tongue
With a sideway chain
Honeydrops
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Honeydrops  27/F/Calabar
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