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Look at you   all pantsy Fants and dah Dee la Itching your teeth  drying your eyes   Wiring Some Cash        and clicking your camara                         a baby aimed for the world at large                                    reformed gormless                              and clean for fresh intelligence Look at you   all lancing the breeze and cancer free Bewitching the trials of your enemies   financed and careering a duchess with ease on the leash of some tremendous villainy
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Apr 14, 2025
Apr 14, 2025 at 8:58 AM UTC
employee
That night, you stole, Something precious from me. One glance, my heart, Couldn’t disagree. Everything was fine until I walked in on your last **** Even though the signs all showed, I didn’t know That you’re just evil. I catch you sneaking out at night, I knew something wasn’t right. I thought that I knew you. It’s always robberies in progress Or some threat you made to Congress. By the way you got some blood on your shoes. Don’t try to distract me, You always side track me Your outfit does attract me, let’s get back to my point. Thought it was love at first sight But you just want to plan heists. Am I just someone you see you can exploit? And she said “You’re my minion now.”
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Jan 22, 2020
Jan 22, 2020 at 3:02 PM UTC
My Girlfriend Is A Supervillain
unbeknownst to this world outsider looking in absorbing, peculiarly the arrogance surrounding me oblivious to most and easily ignored for my skill is in books and not in the well known surrounded by immense talent and the jealous meek men that has learnt to walk without having any feet yet the stench of inequality leaves a bitter taste so easy to differentiate the humble from the pack more I pity the minions wanting to be known strip the fame and popularity focus on them bare will you still like the person you've mounted in the air?
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May 2, 2016
May 2, 2016 at 5:49 PM UTC
blind groupie
The earth is the devils playground Fear He loves to spread all around On friday the 13th He turned it lose on France He let his minions do their dance There is no way of stoping him He does whatever he wants on a whim He minions number in the millions Never knowing which ones they are, they look like civilians The devil entices them to blow themselfs up He whispers lies, "you'll be drinking from that heavenly cup" The devil knows there will be more Trillions of them wanting to settle the score All we can do is pray to a callous God, who long ago quit listening to our cries Us never knowing why So we bury our dead Try to comfort ourselves with something inspirational said As we watch the earth turning red
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Apr 30, 2016
Apr 30, 2016 at 2:57 AM UTC
The Devils Minions (France 11/13/15)