A Vulture waits perched! (Part II)
Verklempt, I get the skrik, Condemned as an innocent in a land of crooks. Three ropes round my neck hooked. One firmly cleeked by a maniac, In the streets of Eritrea Republic, Unrestrictedly allowed to walk Another by a maundering Fano, Epitome of wreck. He marchs full circle to break Marvels others operosely worked on […]
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