Unicorn's Gore … 2710-2k12
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Say!
You kill by a thousand cuts?
Veiled
innuendo in far off huts
Amid
pines, breeze and acorn nuts
drifting
sounds of impatient ruts
Oh!
If deaths come with such adore
Myself
shall I, the reaper implore
By
the unicorn be so happily gore
be
writ on walls as a figure of lore
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27 Oct,2k12
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