SCORPINSA Poem by oh myPassed wandering. Passed the prunes of my tarantula garden. Boat orange and lemon splatter the legs of the beast. Clean claws, Injection complete. Random attacks the sweet order of thought. © 2021 oh my |
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Added on July 30, 2021Last Updated on July 30, 2021 |