The after Party
By monodemo
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After our delicious feast,
Caught by the heroic beast,
Open the pearly gates of heaven,
Proud to go with you my brethren,
I hope we’ll meet again someday,
Upon our resurrection, pray!
What form will we obtain?
What memories will remain?
Our victorious night upon should be
A shiny, gold, heavy trophy,
Proud to call you all my love,
Now ascend to heaven above,
Hold your head up with pride,
And forget the genocide,
That brings us to our location,
Wiping out our generation!
A life anew, what we deserve,
Follow me and observe,
How I’m not devastated,
I’m just someone God created.
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I feel sad for this poor
I feel sad for this poor family now.
We have a seven-strong feline death squad that deals with our rodent population. So we never see the little visitors, dead or alive.
Turlough
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