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Formidable Adversary(for ErgoErgun) (Free verse) by wordherd

Take heart Tear it- Rip and rob it, Make rubbish And stuff it Inside you- Fill your being, A speakeasy Whose brilliance Is mute and stinks Of robbery Practice the art of rape And just try to penetrate With your helquin trash A saintly pool of Valorous light that Can't be owned c. wordherd

Bachus 7-Aug-02/12:14 PM
This is unworthy of the ergot prophet. "Cannon Fodder" is best delivered cold. In a frosted mug with the name Saint Stephen sweating on it's side. You are no Saint, but I prepare the best helquin trash.




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