Catharsis, Baptised Or Not, Revised
No, no, no,no.
Catharses catharsis abounds equals equal being worth.
Jesus Christ beauty bastions newly grounded work.
Furthermore my love,
Apologize to that guitar man.
His sentimental chimes.
Are shaking my rebricate quill.
Greasing both pork rinds.
Do as I do.
Not as I say.
I don't know.
Get saved anyway.
Rinforzando!
Copyright © Oliver Krier | Year Posted 2016
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