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A Killer Rapist's Wine

A Killer Rapist's Wine

If he had cooed, then all his brood
Would have been slaughtered
Then all his race, by his father's grace
Would no longer put forth daughters..

He wore gold rimmed glasses, made peculiar passes
As gore dripped from his hungry eyes
And limb from limb, his bloodlust and gin
Tore veins from their trembling thighs...

For his drugs had failed, and his conscience wailed
He could not control his gory lust
And in insane fashion, he thought his passion
Afforded his penis thrust...

He viewed himself an abortionist, a carnival contortionist
He could manipulate empty lives
But truth be told, he took pleasure in tormenting souls
With the lives of bleeding wives..

And considered their deaths, holy testaments
To his crucified spouses
And his ceremonial perches, were not true churches
But sacrificial slaughterhouses...

Where it was not enough, just to suck
And so he took their spines
Then fermented them In, his semen and gin
And told his friends "It's wine!"

Tony Taylor

 

 

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Lorris Morris

Man where you get them.........good one .....yet another ....Smiles..thx

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Tony Taylor

Hey Thanx LORRIS!!......don't know where they come from exactly .......just stuff that has to get out I guess!!.......thanx for the positive ink brother poet!!....... LOVE and ROCKETS!!....... ttyl........T xo.  ?

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Deborah Evans

Wow Tony The imagery in this write is 
so scary. you created a monster from your 
phenomenal imagination, In my mind that takes some doing.
I am totally blown away by the effect you captured
the blood thirst the gruesomeness the disregard he has 
Not my type of write (i`m afraid of my own shadow lol )
but I can recognize creativity at top notch
Wow A Great write !
Love n hugs Debs xo
 

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Tony Taylor

Wow!!  Thanx DEBS!!!......I found a bunch of stuff this morning that you commented on and I just didn't see or forgot to reply too....... so sorry about that........VERY cool that you actually even read this all the way through...... definitely not your kinda write.........thanx so much for making it all the way through......and leaving such positive feedback....... love to you my friend!!....... smiles.......T xo.   ?

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Tony Taylor

Yay!!......Thanx so much DARKLY!!......I was hopin' you'd like this one......... stay groovy girlfri end!!....... appreciate the ink!!.......hugs-n-smilês.......T xo.........?

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sparrowsong

Hello Tony...

I will be sure to ask...

What's in the wine?

LOL!

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugz and Smiles! 

Love and Rockets! 

Feathers 

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Tony Taylor

Lol!!.......thanx for the "way cool" comment FEATHERS!!!........hugs-n-smiles!!........Love to you sweet poetess!!..... high fives!!.......T xo.  ?
 

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Rose Sho

This is spooky!!!...hope I won't have nightmare after reading this...LOL...You're are very creative Tony...Not my kind of read..But you know I would read anything that come from you

Lots of love

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Tony Taylor

Hey your ROSE-NESS!!...... missed you sweetie!!.......LOL ~hope this doesn't seriously cause you nightmares!!.......I do appreciate "VERY MUCH" your way cool support and groovy comments girlfriend!!..... stay cool!!........ smiles........T xo.  ?

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Larry Ran

My Dear Brother Poet Tony,

Wow!  Chateau Neuf De Mort.  Definitely a Bordeaux, aged in oaken caskets, it's vintage unmarked, for the years of it's growth varied.  His friends kowtowed to this recognized oenaphile, and as he served them his "private" reserve, they oohed and they aahed. 

Peace, Love and Rockets,

Larry xxx

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