brightly bilious....
ever punctilious..
the point's been made....
aches with nightshade....
admixtures/ gists, dredged deep and frivolous....
non-vegal romping....slathers, carnivorous.....
if it be an exorcism....with timbre, fraught, there be some rhythm....
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