"DEEENYULL, WEEN AR YEW GAWNER DURPLEFURPA PAWST SURMURN MURTH FURRBLUR AINT NURTUN BURT PARFURCEEZES! UR WURRTURRN HURZ DERTURDERURTURDED EENTUR FREE FARM TERCERTS! HAW YEW THEEN YEW GET FURNS LIKE THART! AR MEEN, I GURSE ITS YEW DECITINNIN, BURT YEW CERD AT LEAST TERY!
I hope no one but Ckalli is thinking that.
No matter, though, because I was about to explain things in detail.
Ladies and Gentlemen, I give to you my second satire, for which I am yet to think of a title.
Over this season, I will be posting free form verses which each ordain an event to transpire in the near future.
I will do this in my usual sporadic manner.
Once posted, I'd appreciate it if you'd consider helping me make them come true by finding current happenings which the prophecies could easily be interpreted to have predicted.
Don't think I'm pressuring you, because that is far from my intent. If I'm forced to do this all by myself, I may never finish, and I'd really like to see this through to the end. Therefore, I supplicate to ye.
So. . .123 GO!
P.S.
I still intend to post things which aren't prophecies.
Thank you.





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Halleleujah, I'm not breathing, Halleleujah.
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Chaos is forever
Order is what we sever
Bloodied justice, hand in hand
United we fall, divided we stand
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Halleleujah, I'm not breathing, Halleleujah.
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Halleleujah, I'm not breathing, Halleleujah.
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Halleleujah, I'm not breathing, Halleleujah.
I'm not half assing my work anymore.
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If I didn't personify everything with a will, it probably wouldn't give me so much damn trouble.
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Halleleujah, I'm not breathing, Halleleujah.
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Can't buy me love.....but hate is free
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