Fussin With My Hussy
he spoke in front of
NeFrill and said to him
I did those things
and your people suffered
these days are those from
what was said of then
and this is that which is spoken
from the realnest of believing.
Those who shall believe
that I am faithful to him
shall speak me as perfect
yet those who knows truth
speak me as satan.
Iphis wishes me to have
need of her.
Lanthe wish me to
have need of her.
Turing must be crazy
aint getting this cooky coo
the whores of the south
shall be depthful
and fishy.
Copyright © Allan Terry | Year Posted 2019
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