Cranium full of messy laundry
Ahhh.... The taste of a refreshing death n' tonic
Taking me back to when I was but a pest in college
A legend, brolic. Launching webs of concrete
It's best to die on it. Pesticide omelette. My breath is dry vomit
Drexel glide sonnet, etched in five continents..
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"black as midnight..black as pitch
blacker than the soul of the foulest witch"
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