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May the sorrows of your mother, sevenfold

on you, her bastard son, be bestowed


Raped by a rabid dog on a moonlit night

Upon discovering reality with the morning light . . .

Your mother livedthe poor dog died of fright




One comment on “EROTIC EQUINOX

  1. The assignment in my college creative writing class was to write a “curse”. My graduate TA felt it worthy.

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