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" THE DEVIL,S FRUIT.S !?" X

" THE DEVIL,S FRUIT.S !?" X

" GRADUALLY UNLEASHED UPON THE WORLD 
ARE THE UN-DEAD,S DEVILS SPAWN
& INTO SOME UNBORN CHILDREN
THEIR VERY SOULS WILL BE BORN
POPPING UP ALL OVER  LIKE EARS OF CORN!
THEY WILL HAVE TO WEATHER, MANY A STORM
THE DEVILS SPAWN, THAT ARE FREQUENTLY BORN!
FROM THEIR MOTHERS THEY ARE SOON TORN
APPEARING AS QUICKLY, AS A FRESH CUT LAWN
IT IS NOT UNTIL THEY BEGIN TO GROW
& REVEALS THE EVIL INSIDE...TO KNOW ?
IF THE DEVILS SPAWN DID GET SOWN?
UNTIL THOSE CHILDREN ARE FULLY GROWN
UNTIL THEY ACT LIKE A DOG WITH A BONE ?
UNTIL THEY ALWAYS LOWER THE TONE 
WITH VIOLENCE & ANGER, THEY WEAR THE CROWN
GET OFF ON PUTTING FOLK DOWN
SO FULL OF SHIT, THAT INSIDE THEY ARE BROWN
NEVER WEAR A SMILE, BUT PREFER TO FROWN
THEY GET A BAD REPUTATION AROUND TOWN
BUT WAY TO LATE TO PUT THE FUCKERS DOWN!
TO BURY THEM DEEP, BENEATH 6 FEET OF GROUND 
DO NOT BE FOOLED BY THEIR POSH SUIT!
BECAUSE BENEATH IT, COULD LIE
ONE OF THE DEVILS, FRUITS ?
& ALL THAT THEY ARE WORTHY OF
IS BEING ON THE END OF YOUR BOOT 
PREFERABLY BEFORE THEY TAKE OFF WITH YA LOOT!"

Tracy Timothy xx
 

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