Thrashed her life in that
vicious fuscous night
Tattered her body in that
mucky verdant site
Shattered her dreams in
that bloody wicked plight
Four feigned civilized
animals, enjoyed their bite.
They waited their turn to
deracinate her
With ears and heart kept
fastened for her prayer
With ineffable agony
nature tried to cover
Her natural body with
leafy little shower.
When tired they spared her
for a midget time
And wrapped in a blanket
to set a meacock crime
Wetted in fuel they fired
the chad as a scheme
And disenthral the soul of
the decubitus dame.
Now tell me the judgement of
these cruel critters
Hang or guillotine their
ugly little heads
Lynching or castration,
anything you can propose
Sharpen your quills and the judgement of the case.
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