Weirdo Woman

Weirdo Woman

A Poem by Space Enema

I need a black magick woman you would burn at the stake.
These novelty women are boring and fake.
When life is mundane and I need escape,
She'll be the drug that I use,
The pill that I take.
When the world sees fit to banish my kind
In a desolate place who should I find?
Daughter of Lilith,
I am intrigued.
Let me share in your sin and devilish deeds.

© 2017 Space Enema


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Added on December 11, 2017
Last Updated on December 11, 2017

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Space Enema
Space Enema

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The prophet of the space enema comes forth to tell the masses to cleanse their minds and think for a change. He's also a Reiki master. more..

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