They kept Alfredo in a box + fed him potatoes three times daily with a pinch of salt. He'd yell, assault the waiters, So they covered up his windows, put the box upon a spring + sparred... said, "Sweet Alfredo, we're just butterflies, but know we can sting like the bees... Like the bees that took old Mama Liza when they tied her up with string + threw the cream cakes, sprayed the syrup..." Safe behind their visors; they taped the screams + played them to the neighbors over barbecued Bartholomew + home-made blood wine stamped by the feet of the man who would be Christ. Send the lions in - the 'entertainment'! No-one's ever bored. Life is so fulfilling since they gave us all these prisoners of war... Some guys picked the perfect lovers... Some guys picked the perfect whores... Some go for slavery - the old way. It's all within the law. Life is brighter since they gave us all these prisoners of war... |
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