His arse didn’t feel them.
The kicks kept coming.
He slept right through
A major thumping.
The blood
She clots
A major lumping.
Hey no stumping!
You can’t trade booze for votes!
You know they will cross moats!
The drawbridge down
And still you clown
Baptism needs some water!
If there was time you oughta…
But you don’t today
The urge fades away
Killing time’s just as good now.
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