Listen ye mortal B’loved children of the earth Fragile creatures of the soil Soon ye shall return to the soil Where thee belongeth I’m thy doom Majestically waiting in thy room Ready to take thy precious life away Tis moment shalt be thy last day With outstretched hand I shall beckon on you Without hestitationContinue reading “The Mean Collector”
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