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Click heresecrets
we all have them
the secret activities
behind the plexiglass walls
and within the ornate cathedral
are no different or more dark than most
the young man arose
and gathered his secrets
and his prized poetic licence
and his nose for fresh feminine
musk and murder most foul
and beat feet for the meet
with the purveyors of truth
behind the plexiglass walls
of final judgment absolution
she always tried to be
what they wanted her to be
but she began to see the insanity
of living a global schemer's dream
the assignment was simple enough
steal the soul of an idealistic girl
and convey it forthwith with haste
to be sealed away forever and a day
within the soul strongbox deep within
the beastly bowels of culture castle keep
she swore an oath of allegiance
to her own dreams and desires
she would lust for life
and experiences new
the way a cheetah
chases its prey
and noone
not one
EVER
NEVER
again
would
tell her
she could
NOT
They found the secret agent
dawn early the next morning
a testicle stuffed in each nostril
his precious nose had sniffed at
the wrong girl's musk it seemed
guerrilla girls in the mist
dancing true revolution
in the cool summer night