An Ode To M[ega] P[ermata] - Poem by Instalasi Sastra
Alas! Why thou look so scared,
When thou see my shadow passing by;
As if I too filthy and hideous to dare,
But is not a matter as long as thou not cry.
Punish me for the imprudent movement,
With thy sacred lust of affection;
But don’t let it be thine amusement,
To see me grieved over affliction.
Thou hate me or not,
Thou will finally see;
My love for thee is unfetter’d plot,
Where all the flush and lust flying free.
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