The convict king '
There is a convict king..An omnivore
Who eats the atrocious, yet showed
A brother the door' for lesser offences?
Though bad no doubt.' He's also put in the shade, by dark pontifs, where is the
Righteous shout ? The hue and cry.' The
potus's call.? The vigilant news corps
When did things fall.? Perhaps when the
Serpent slithered hugging the tree that
Held all knowledge, through as a mist i
See.? A form of growth a system that
Branches rich in foliage, yet that covers
Your chances..Lost in wonder of what can
Be by man-made.? Muscles become lax, as
So dense the messaging under this type of shade.)
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