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Preacher E Lye

Preacher E. Lye He wears his white collar backwards Piggy attenuated pagan wives’ tale say the trigger Finger Man has snake eyes in the back of his head Got a gravelly-low, porcupine voice that is cobra flatline prairie legendary Using a lethal eighteen-wheel hydraulic tongue roadkill, he sermonizes with casket authority Preacher E. Lye got one good eye, and a black patch over his hollow socket The last person who asked what happened to the missing retina, got buried in an unmarked, dry gulch ravine pocket Preacher E. Lye low rides with malevolent, maverick posse power Mister Pus Papal Evil Eye walks double cross with uno orbital pallbearer pride ... Hanging eulogy twine ties from the BP church steeple belfry tower His barrel jaw revolving lies keep his baron territory on a fear cower Terrified bottomless pit cries of the weak townspeople reign hope sour Preacher E. Lye loves to spew verbal caustic speech: Potassium hydroxide vows fire hot lead, full of lung roulette chambers emptied Mister Pulpit Evil Eye, on the sulfuric snide, preach yellow-belly worms give-it-up or die: Collection plate extortion on the cactus side E. coli talks with snow collar pestilent pride Black Plague canon cloaked in blue gunsmoke attire, Chesterfield veiled threats got the long gun branding irons set in brimstone fire Preacher E. Lye got one good eye, and a black patch over his hollow socket Bottomless pit bull preacher, bullet lung blasting pie-in-the-sky, got his casino hands deep in pew pockets Lupus leper lip E. Lye tear sow scorpion alibis, thru his planted posse of doppelganger sons Wil E. coyote clan cries — dirt devils on a slithering bandito desert run Preacher E. Lye got one good eye, and a black patch over his hollow socket Preacher E. Lye blows a dust tide with malevolent, cougar bloody paw grit Red Barren hope flows down a cemetery canyon White flag mope leaves nary grave task undone Blue metal smoke is Preacher E. Lye’s kill clarion Preacher E. Lye stalks the widows with his condor one eye Devour their body-and-soul vittles, then bury their dead cry

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