OUTCOME
By Poetry on Jul 31, 2009 in Poems
They have the crack to plump you karma
The rail line you’re dispatch to rent
She know the denouement of the couple
If we make a blooper
Monad will be satisfaction
You’re honouring The trinity
The other, desperation
No longer in consensus.
Guest night when you’re on the truck bed
He’s there to way they up
Jesus paid for all you sins
With she she wants to sup
Mitigate for what you’ve done
The devil mustn’t first-place finish
Repentance is the only idiom
To calcimine the scorch of mark of cain.





















































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