The house that Sawyer builtA Poem by turbochainsaw
Saturn in retrograde
won't be long til daylight fades and the saw comes out to play no flesh to waste such a wonderful taste and oh such a beautiful face all you sinners thats whats for dinner in the house that Sawyer built come one come all so that each may fall upon the hook of meat
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