One, two
I
manipulate you.
Three, four,
five
Communism will
never thrive.
Six, seven,
eight
You took
the red pill, too late.
Nine, ten
Never called
you again.
#fuckyou is
the latest trend.
What if Juliet
lives in the end.
Atechnic is
my best friend.
I want this
to end, with a simple and.
O
comfortable friar! Where is her lord?
She does
remember well where she should be,
And there
she is. What’s there?
A cup, closed in her true love’s hand?
Poison, she
sees, hath been his timeless end
Drunk all,
and left no friendly drop
To help her
after? She will kiss thy lips.
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