Shadow Queen
Thou art a shadow queen
Tapered by dorianic locrality,
Thine essence juxtaposed upon the mulberry tree
of a Matrix-design
Shadow queen, reaper of tongues
Embalmer of the chosen, designated upon yore
Amalgamated thine being, apprenticed of reapers gleam
And Revelator of melancholic despair, everlasted;
Yet astral is thine essence upon mine whole
For thou too art a Revelator
Soravitic valor
Multi-aural color-ites, hailing of heavenly spheres
Slowly ensuing above the precipice, thine lost mirror
Thou art a shadow queen
A Mistress of the seven;
Glazed by aruarian mist of spiral-bounded years
Whereafter Grimoiric beings intermingle
Smirking from inside what is within behind
Shadow queen, examiner of burning souls
A toxic visage of void reflected unto self
Begged to be refracted by students of internullity
Deliverer of the touched,stellated lucidity.
Shadow queen, thyself transfigurated
Sigmundic priestess blanched in purgatory
Thine heart shines through thine sigil's veil
Eager to curtail through thy tessellations of hell.
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Mrs. Jellyfish
Hand on heart, a forlorned scholar
Mythically proclaimed
This Jellyfish wanders
She's a nice jellyfish
Round and petite
Blue and poopy
But causes trouble if you're scoopy
The other day I saw the Jellyfish
Flirt with another gay fairy case
I acted like a baby face
And broke her really merry grace
So she made me want to be an hero
When declaring to no longer maketh my healthbar zero
and said she didn't want to play me
when asked how to pervade her trade she said
"Nay, Tough luck, puffy!"
I thought Sad face, how unlucky
Thus this was written, by a hip hop christian
To bring my playing privileges
Back from remission
To get smacked over by her tentacle icky
Then after winning, hopefully call me stinky
Using other means of memeing
keep me constricting, my patience ever thinning
Then beat me down into poo, so that I may say
I want Mrs. Jellyfish's goo
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