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Mother's Milk,
-feel no Whistles or Bells?

A river my poor state of mind,
feelings' worded
mediocre,
Meiotic
but I am home.

I wish to feel a bit more?
To expiate this Trollop!
Gibbeted?
-or boiled
I stew...

And finally,
yes finally...
...shall I **** the little Gnome?
I SHALL **** THE LITTLE GNOME.

Mendacious
not
Alone.

— The End —