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Spit

Contributed by rhei76 on Sunday, 27th June 2004 @ 12:09:41 PM in AEST
Topic: StoryPoetry

And the Gods said to the creaton
Beast what maimed you
And whots courage did ye find
to bring you to here

Ye were made of after birth
And cow tongue
Who told you not to run
Ye was an accident
Of a drunken conception

We of the golden rule
Need not of ye's intolerable
Ignorance
We just want you to leave

Go, Go
Ye mucky slime of oder
Leave before our patients lag

Only those of the brighter hour
Are called amoungst our present
So go
A go

But my lords
Said the dumb beast

Shut up you filth
Not a word is yours
This is the gathering of the gods
Who has called upon you

And with the shame full eyes of what he is, he steps back, trying to regain his compossure
Small pools of salt and hurt
Glissen the shine of doubt

Ye best answer this counsel
Before ye's head is severed
From your pitifull existance

Small pools dried

Ye fathers and wives
Have sent me to thy death
A death that prouds me so
So by the time my head touches the Earth
Ye gods will be gods no more

HE LIES, yells a member
OFF WITH HIS HEAD
KILL THAT F...
WE ARE THE GODS................

...and with the departure of the mooks head...

Copyright © rhei76 ... [ 2004-06-27 12:09:41]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Spit (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Sunday, 27th June 2004 @ 12:12:45 PM AEST
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wow, great poem Rhei....

pixie xx

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