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The Ship
It’s a Hell ship
The Inquisition has made this place their home
Careful you’ll be accused
No one seems to know of what, just accused
Pick your Poison
They have it all, even poison.
Unless it's quick, there is no quick here.
Don’t linger, move
Don’t look too long
The Iron Maiden squeezing shut
Two men are becoming stew
Don’t look!
How did I end up here?
Look...
Saturday 22nd June 2024 7:13 pm
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