Little Wolfgang is a merry sweatshirt dining with a rhyming earl, hell

Hail the pot-polisher of nobles, earl sunk

Can’t go outside till his title matures

Till he sinks back up the sink fully, till the beef chokes in black pepper.

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Vizarded memories unveiled, December 24 blinding as an almighty bulb

Hercules sobbing in the silent night

Meek, metronomic repentances chuckle into the light

Inner observations on the altar

Goat waiting for the sacrifice,

Is it wrong to want to be the Greatest Of A Time?