Wriggling

Wriggling

A Poem by Rich Horror
"

Soup's on.

"

What the hell's he building in there?

We need to know, he's keeping the neighborhood up... all night long.

It's a pot.

For all of you.

You're all meat for my stew.

© 2008 Rich Horror


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Added on October 26, 2008

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Rich Horror
Rich Horror

Arkham, MA



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This is my war face. I do vocals for a thrashcore band, Rampant Decay. The works on this profile are anything and everything not used for song lyrics. more..

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