Rhyming really does make anything better.
Pustules and splinters and arsenic snowcones. Mask-wearing killers and black and blue bones. Stabbings and bat beatings and worm-covered rings. These are a few of my favorite things.
Now you try it.
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- Genevieve
- I won't be buried in a box, I refuse to live in one. A blog about shiny tunes, art, rants and existential crises.
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