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[sid] => 62441
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Requiem of Death (A Wicked Soul's Wet Dream)
[time] => 2004-09-03 15:54:39
[hometext] => Heheheheheheh, please comment.
[bodytext] => I hope to hell you hear the bell For here he comes to take his fill He devours soulds for fun, for fun! So if you hear him, just run, just run! His head is large and beneath a hood He comes from hell to feast on blood His scythe swings with the weight of a ton, a ton! So if you see him just run, just run! His breath is rank and stinks of death You'll smell his stank even after your final rest He smells of cheese, rotting cheese, bad cheese! So if you smell him just flee, just flee! He's made of bone and's hard to the touch If you even feel him, you won't feel him much If you feel his touch, you'll die, you'll die! So if you feel him just fly, please fly! My work is done, you're lifeless on the floor I had my fun, I shut your door Your soul is mine forevermore Maybe you shoulda screamed a little more! [comments] => 1 [counter] => 166 [topic] => 54 [informant] => TheLastStringCut [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => happypoetry )
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