>>61511992Finally,
we've reached act three,
the big reveal, the final meal, a last request:
if it was the last wish of your lover would you eat her flesh?
Enter the room for the final bout, the one who asked: wife of tin.
Tired of spoon-feeding, would rather be breeding,
a biomechanical nightmare doomsday clock.
At midnight she either goes cuckoo,
or cucks!
But never mind that,
it's already a quarter past 3-am,
time this story came to an end, only,
one last thing to amend:
everything in this text really happened, friend.
That's right - お前はもう死んでいる - you are already dead.
Not everyone needs to know, however -
as nothing changed, save -
the contents -
of your
head.
fin
PS:
I'm short cash,
spot me: 3 x .50?
- Loch Ness Monster,
Peace!
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