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Hive minds
The lair is set
The mouths are wet
Dripping from an acid tounge
While whipping bile from a mile
Down the corridor
Words are whispered and murmuered
Plotting, scheming, stoking the fire
Such dangerous tounges should not be hired
Far away, in the Hive is where they thrive
Eloping from the danger of what's to come
Team splitting is a speciality
If only they ...
Thursday 6th March 2025 3:30 pm
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