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The Embrowning (Free verse) by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.

A close circle of friends All of them dwarves? Stood about the shamed one. "Come hither, child" An order from the high priest. "Kneel before me" The bag was brought forward The brown bag It spoke of soilings passed Towels at the ready, the ritual was performed.

Turdhead 24-Aug-06/9:40 AM
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