Friday, November 7, 2008

i don't want...

i don't want green eggs and ham,
i want my gothic tuna fish sandwich,
and i want to slaughter it like a lamb.
chewing it's every bite;
i feel it invading the dark blackened discoloured pit of darkness
invading the hell of my soul.
oh yes,
my gothic tuna fish sandwich…
make me full.

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