MY METAL HYBRID
I admit to lots of faults : I
don't know a thing. But just
as much as that I own up to
staying mute. Not owning
up to anything. My lance is
made of rubber and still
refuses to bend. Uncovering
spirits in the attic has never
been a favorite task of mine.
The ghosts and ghouls of
malediction I leave for
Halloween.
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