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Consuming all 'til all is done
by
Bryant H. McGill
They love the greedy harlot's hand
They love the selfish gaping grin
They love the murderous natural man
They love the supple, silky skin
They taste the baby, budding fruit
They gulp the green-leafed tender bud
They taste the sour, shadowed root
They drink the darkest demons blood
They consume the world, their own estate
They do not love their children one
Their own flesh, the thing they hate
Consuming all 'til all is done
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