If the morning would...
Erect an upside down...
Inside, deep inside,
The mug life...
Smug, I tried to share
My spontaneous epiphanies
It's black and white
You will not see
So I give myself the will to write
Wil Wrote a new song
Veggie tales
She cast a spell
A living sacrifice so the morning
Would touch the tip and paint
The excess in orgasmic
abundance
Upon the mourning wood
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