kalishnikov wrote:Thrice have I been voted in the first 5 pages, oh the shame which consumes my soul! Oh the sorrow!
Bandwagon, everyone shall until our deeds have been absconded; alas, the black deeds known by your soul shan't be washed away that easily, mellifluous shrew. Nor shall my cadaver swing from that very noose, shadow ever-present, darkening the town by it's very swaying, to and fro; to and fro.
(Where is that from, praytell?)
You have the moral right to cry out "Shame!
Before chaste ears one must not name
What chaste hearts can't dispense with, just the same!
In short, I grudge you not the pleasure of evasion,
Of lying to yourself upon occasion;
But you will not stick long to that, it's clear.
Again you are already spent,
And if this goes on longer, you'll be rent
To shreds by madness or by agony and fear.
Enough of this!