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Date Posted: 16:09:50 01/09/03 Thu
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.x.X.lithe f'mmora moved through land upon long pinions, gilded frame moving effortlessly (sp?) across the terrain, tiara held high upon long serpentine, nares flared to pick up scent of other equines, titainiums digging into soft loam to propel chassis forward in movement. blazing amber occuli orbiting around to gaze upon others, form almost to thy tree line. slight halth made from two-beat, cerebrum turned to spy others, watching, before moving off once more away under the cover of greenery, passing on and through, silvered banner dissapearing behind citren form of nymph.X.x.
I plead guilty
Good Sir Judge,
I’m not better ‘n’ trash
Or gray murky sludge.
I plead guilty
To a life of crime,
Oh I know it’s not glamorous
No wonders or wine.
But it fuels my desire
To destroy and kill,
It’s like a game
And ‘good’ guys are nil.
So dare you play
With my rules?
It’s my game
And I get the tools.
Oh I’m gonna hang
That’s assured,
But I am but one
Haven’t ya heard?
There are many more
On the way
They’re all sweet ‘n’ innocent…
Or so they say.
So I plead guilty
That’s all I have to speak,
But I’ll have the last laugh
At the end of the week.
From down below I’ll look up above
And see you fighting more street sludge,
Some will hang and some will not
And in the end you’ll be the ones to rot.
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