A drowned Perpetua inhumane, whose dwellers art furthest from sane,
where mortals had once sought to reign, now mindless husks subject to an eerie pain.
And so, amidst boiling waves of a single flow, which so seek to sate hungers that blindly echo from beneath that gangrenous gore
eclipsed in crimson too dark to ignore,
Nearing if not therefore, beneath those vermillion dunes, chronicled from before, hidden nearer the ocean floor.
Far beneath bore that which only fellow filth may grow to adore.
So arose the disembowelled silhouettes of creatures eerily unfound, hidden beneath corpsed constellations that continue to astound.
Ripe with rot, anywhere yet not
upon thine festering flesh, betwixt sinews which crudely infest.
Alive by the necromancer's bequest, so welcoming thou as their unholy guest.
Disembowelled
Mackerel sky blue and light blue strips
perhaps it was the zebra of the sea swimming away in haste
I was gutting one
No big deal
I was learning to cook at the time
Inside the fish was a finger with a ring made of gold, but
I vomited, and the master- Cook took the ring.
The school is now a catering academy
Teaches the same as before
But academy sounds more learned
A cook is now a chef has got a diploma
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