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Filthy Old Man
Birth of a disabled pervert, a beautiful dream,
Only the horned divels can love him.
Ocular protrusions bursting with pus,
Mounds of black slop, weeping its
Olfactoral gaque.
No more Priests,
No more Kings,
Only the warped stump
Of the Filthy Old Man.
