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derekgatto
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There are no horses in the streets, and
no roses at your feet.
No tierra upon your head.
N o princes in your bed.
Bearing gifts, to be placed, upon your hand.
(Those wicked wart covered fingers, fanned.)
Waiting for your servants, to place their lips upon,
the ring, that you have donned, and
Shoot colored bombs into the sky.
For your birth, and the tyranny of your sighs.
"There is no chocolate in that heart."
"Surprise!!!", echoeing throughout the dark...ness.
For the jesters and clowns, that you have knighted.
For the pawns, once upon... "Delighted."
Did she not, say it with a smile?
Was'nt it... innocent. (Even for a reptile?")
no roses at your feet.
No tierra upon your head.
N o princes in your bed.
Bearing gifts, to be placed, upon your hand.
(Those wicked wart covered fingers, fanned.)
Waiting for your servants, to place their lips upon,
the ring, that you have donned, and
Shoot colored bombs into the sky.
For your birth, and the tyranny of your sighs.
"There is no chocolate in that heart."
"Surprise!!!", echoeing throughout the dark...ness.
For the jesters and clowns, that you have knighted.
For the pawns, once upon... "Delighted."
Did she not, say it with a smile?
Was'nt it... innocent. (Even for a reptile?")
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Keep it up!
I cannot lie, sire.
We have ran out of stone,
for the sculpures of her, and
all of the glass has been blown.
What did I miss.