Creme De La Creme - Poem by Ximmi Moon
Transfusion of tribal fusion ending the illusion;
Anamorphic red dwarf altered course;
Elemental explosion, supernatural potion;
Supplier's demand reaching every land;
Crushing ocean's tidal notion;
Chip off the block, makin' the boat rock.
Wash your hands. Submerge your glands.
Ice your water before you get hotter,
Melting to stone - each and every bone.
Your corpse is a loan. Your corpse is alone!
Computation of information before invasion;
Subservient pawns - a malcontent yawns.
Chained nation to global inflation;
Wronged rights - darkness bites.
Stationed isolation, repetitive mutation;
Clandestine rendezvous. Know what I mean? I'll show you!
Arcane cabals with insane calls having withdrawals;
Luxurious savage boar turned furious ravaged whore.
Previously unknown, mischievously droned...
Your skin's lost it's tone. You corpse is a loan!
Absolution for revolution? ...... Electrocution!
Megalomania meet Transylvania.
Organization of dissemination dimming illumination.
Ain't havin' it! Your shyt's fragrant - extravagant, extra vagrant.
There's temptation ensnaring duration but where's creation?
I've been your nemesis since you falsified Genesis.
That's risky business contriving Easter n' Christmas! !
Sore eagles soar! Never more...... Never more.
Mysteries shown between the Skull and Bone.
History's known! I am not alone! I am not a loan! ! !
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