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[–] 3 pts

And as he twists and moans and writhes

He sees the Reaper's steely scythe

A bony finger gestures: COME!

YOUR DAYS OF FAGGOTRY ARE DONE!

Now he burns forever in Hell's fire and smoke

Serves him right for being woke

[–] 0 pt

Semen dripping from his mouth-

His plans for glory soon went south.