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The Poem of Antioch
"Slippery steps, and slippery stones, And in naught but a while, many broken bones... Misery, misery, this Spider Witch, Give Hell a high, and live with this b*tch... Sent to wards and great doctors, to mend and get healed, And through a hole in his ear, A spider is sealed... The paralysis is driven, the venom has grown, It has been many years, and it's all his own..."
Wowie Mayer
Sep 6
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