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edgar a's raven (Free verse) by Garrett S Sexton

I was born a bastard a bastard I was born a plastered bastard bastard a bastard for evermore And even though a drunken bastard a drunken bastard sworn under oath to be a bastard a bastard evermore And if you think this bastard poem has an end the bastard bloody well doesn't the bastard never ends. bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard bastard till it hurts bastard, bastard, bastard

Bachus 8-Dec-02/12:17 PM
i happen to be president of the bastards club, and demand to see your red peter badge of bastardry.




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