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Revulsion, repulsion,
If I've ever donned disgust,
For the putrid smell of the dismal hell
That influences my distrust.

Exertion, desertion,
Of the wickedness in hate.
What have I done to the dismal one
That defines my putrid fate.

Corruption, destruction,
And all that greed shall bring.
A lust for lust and a true false trust
Is the whim of the evil king.

Condition, perdition
A peaceful one in fright.
With an untamed will and a forceful skill
Of evil that pure's delight.

Jeeves Kel

© 2000