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I go to church each Sunday,God warns ‘there’s much to fear,the world is decomposing,the final end is near’.I go to church each Sunda..
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The world today is split in two… or three... or four... or maybe more,but nonetheless, one must confess,all wage their wars as heretofore.While..
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This [will be/has been] written in the future (3121 CE) by our evolutionary progeny (in the ruins left, after our apocalyptic demise) and [has been/wi..
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The noblemen control the pen, indeed they own the farm,but nonetheless exude finesse (and need I mention charm?)with revenue to sate the few, exulting..
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Your lover’s drawing straws without you, better bid farewell;he’d never time for rhyme or reason, so it’s just as well.Slip out the ..
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Like God amassing gifts of gold and frankincense and myrrh,vain potentates, possessed by pride that riches will confer,depleted pillaged villages in p..
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With fascist fist, white CHAUVINist (whose christian name is Drek)hailed pearly Knights in Kevlar tights who spurn the ebon fleck,and joined the Kops ..
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No rhythm, no rhyme, no reason
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[Well,
ShallowMan’s ne’er at a lossfor voicing
shallow thoughts that gloss.With
trenchant wit he reaps the drosswhen seeking
sense in ..
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You failed to take your Drone Control Command Kitas you hurried off at dawn for work this early morn.Unmindful, I mistook it for a fancy Xbox game con..
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