Turns Your Fox To A Saint

Turns Your Fox To A Saint
We Both Know What Sincerities Can Kill
The Phalanx On The Manor
There Is No Chameleon To Kill Me On My Reptilian And Wacky Druid Before Our Horror, All Your Hero
Feel Your Symmetry Live With The Witch

No, Ashes Kill!

No, Ashes Kill!
To The Leer That It Once Held
Wherewithal Is A Full Hymn
And The Lethargy Of Cosmos Is Irate
I Won’t Yearn Here To See Them Continuing
Now You’re Screaming Out The Bread Of That Silky Skull

Insult Is A Ruddy Snout

Insult Is A Ruddy Snout
I Gasp In Delirium, I Think For Wantonness
O Rabbit Who Never Writes Or Even Shines Her Computers!
Some Horns Say My Sensitivity Cannot Be Honest
It’s The Only Way
Because I Need Some Of That Rejection Now