1That animal body of hers
2With hook-lines near her hair, one fell scoop at all of her living, seething entrails
 
3Cut to the abhorrent core of her singular sellout corpse – this adole-scent girl knew not a bound ’til how’s about all of those resounding bounds took hold of her for rancid, ransacked ransom
4Handsome, handsome men kept on calling yet never got themselves to knowing of her eagle-eyed demise – these falling, falling times heavily, heavenly penetrating themselves miserly toward
 
5One fell cock-eyed swoop
6And an utter failing at reconstruction begins again – wound-up knot-bow loop – and they shall forever unforgivably fail at witnessing the consecrated magnificence of the underbelly at working creation
7Playfully
8She is behemothly brave if for nothing much else – that shell, the lucrative sell… that unsavoury sale
9Midst these unbelievably unforgivable evil leanings of a sordidly suggested purchase toward
 
10That crumbling girl who carries with her, in her, indicatively all part of her, this dedicatory sedation for our favoured best friend/A modern day miracle
11Nemesis, maybe…
 
12Prays for the day when all hell fails at letting itself loose – hang-bow, cross-toe noose
 
13Now, please, distastefully turn her upside-down-the-right-way-round
 14What this still sadly means is that the blood will flow exactly the same, just an aforementioned upside-down-right-way-round shame this time
15Still reaching for the international horizon with brains for feet
16Faster than we can snarl at any kind of a brand new transatlantic disaster – plasters for toes where the well-wishers shall go… forever and cutthroat holding their wound-up whipsmart tongues ’til the end of what is impending to be.
 
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17At the end of the day the hours held her hand, calculatingly, and thanked her for her impatience to this thing – baby steps, baby… feature us within this tick-tock detail of yours
And please remember our call for the 18th Queen has arisen – naturally