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Hot Pig (Free verse) by kingit

Shame slides off the back of my planet Satan runs around in a little white dress with dirty toes where shorn hooves once gathered Muck- he dirties the vestibule floor waiting for trick OR candy I know he prefers meat--- AND... tricks even more... a requested refreshment imbibed the little white-dressed one runs off into the night.., now pain runs up the front of my world seeping into all my scars with single-cell memory oh the lambasting I took that Halloween.

-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 31-Oct-03/1:41 AM
This would be better without the arbitrary indentation and line breaks.




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