I am the evil one
I wear an evil gown
I lisp and stare and curl my elongated fingers
My left hand is a fungus
My right a rotting claw
My teeth are tombstones
My heart a nuclear bomb
My breath radiation
My flesh is psoriatic fire
My bones are death
All who see me desp...
[interrupts]
That's a nice how-did-your-father-do-it without mistake. A saucy veil is good for nightwork but they don't go with hats in the end. Would you take this time from my time of day for some hot ash tea and cream of buncake?
[Winks very, very slowly]
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