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To loose my words I offend weak of noggins 
For they not grasp chilling embers of my frost
Harrow of my daunting pen scribes
Dark eeriness at dusk of my bleary eyes 

In their unknowing mirth swilling cheer
They wrought my hackles like jackals on strings
Breezes chill the sycamore leaves scatter in gusts
Irrelevancy of their thoughts snickering my grin

Winds of tempest and darken skies my spades
In Hollow Ratchets of my escapades I freeze
Egress, my portal waits mere stipends of gin
Scribbling my eternal quest lusting I confess 

Marinating words erotic thrills hearing my caw
In ejaculation cum drools night of the jackdaw 
Sequestered in quilt-dust my mucking manse
Slinging my quill stroking with my call

Crooning verses and curses of soft flesh
Betwixt thighs of deep caverns I digress 
Night of the cuckoo's thrall
Shadow of my jest 

In masturbation my semen ooze 
Mime of the marauder composing script 
Plundering soft flesh caverns of vaginas
Prosing in Aberdeen my hosanna

Poetic fornications pages writ of fright
In writing sensuality mere mortals flight
Harking erotica with shaft-stick I cough
Dark eeriness at dusk of my bleary eyes

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