Odd Story
Man with cufflinks
Woman with fine jewels
Rubies resting on booby's,
Sick stories and inverted crosses
Orgies and they all yell more fish!
Secret Societies taking over nations,
Yates conspiracy and religions fantasy
Crossed bones those dark tales,
Corpses: 33rd degrees beneath the earth
I can feel earth's core;
The belly of the beast as it groans
And she roars with might,
Mortals building tombs fir the next wars.
Winds blowing in; destroying ceilings
And they all still yell more fish,
More oysters: those sea creatures
Waves opening revealing sea's treasures,
Diamonds and pearls:
Be mindful of the site of Atlantis view,
Contours outlining seashores
Hitting harbors as Poseidon swims to far-
from the submarines radar resulting in undetected gods
And fire torpedoes,
Lost islands and extinct species...
Scientists going deeper to discover the mysteries:
Deep tales and blue seasons.
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