S.L.O.T.H

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By itty bitty •

Scream until you render helpless Lazy isn't half of it Open wide and thrash about, fear that which is coming Though slow and tedious, thou shall wait Hindering a treacherous fate... Thou will find the desert's nest... If only after a silver moon's rest Praise the Lord, thy name is Sloth! 6 out of a series of 7

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November 23, 2006 02:20User

This sounds very wise..