Poem - Everyone Wrings The Corpse
everyone
wrings
the corpse
little
shakes
past
the weapon
somebody
questions
the jittery
fist
evacuates
beside
the red
coverage
everyone
dispenses
wrings
the corpse
little
shakes
past
the weapon
somebody
questions
the jittery
fist
evacuates
beside
the red
coverage
everyone
dispenses
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