a professional contrarian
a book burning librarian
the deities own delegate
playing devils advocate

I exist to cease and desist
taking down names
to scratch them off my list

a pro genital competitor
writing letters to the editor
signed: the congenital progenitor

crack in the spackle
tied in a not
heaven forgive
as earth has forgot
the weight of a soul
not by acts of their own
heaven for bid
accident prone
**** shuck and shackle
addicted to fauxne
you'd think it forbade
until every drop of blood is weighed

I've spent much time in recent days
overcoming my old tired ways
I've seen myself for what I were
and after all I'm still quite sure
without you I am not

I've cleaned up my old tattered dreams
unwoven all my scattered schemes
I've searched throughout my entire lot
of all my treasures that I've got
without you I am not

I've lots regrets and mistaken paths
I've killed my rage and soothed my wraths
I've cast you spells and prayed your way
though it hard to finally say

without you I am not.

Do Re Mi Fa
Fad I. Rome
redo if am
Fameroid
So La Ti Do
do it also
todo: sail
loot dais
O' tidal o's
Do So A ReaL iDio(M/T)  
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I *** I sneeze I *** and ****
to HEPO sheep my **** is art