Your methods were ineffective as Fuck,
embarrassingly without Invention
like Faulkner's potboiler novel. Corn Husk
as symbol of the existential Eunuch,
the modern man with no no such Luck.
See here, my Progeny, we have as much
worth as a fleet of fascistic Madmen.
Our mercy resides in the power Touch
has to unmask the facade and to Scorch
it, to Mark it, a Swastika Re-touch,
if you believe you're worthy to furnish
such cliche ay taste of the bitter punch
that's been brewed. Sons, with this pinch of Pinon,
palabracadabra, we will march on.
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