How red is this awful earth?
What is the beast in boys?

But all I know is Magickal Daughters
Riding ponies over asphalt
Pottymouth Joan of Arcs
Their hopes ocassionally
done undone by sexy brutes.

I would have done the same
After white moments
crept by you.

Everyone wants to know
if they have the most secrets
or the least.
Who needs it?

Whack!
Magickal daughters make no pets
but sometimes dangle egos up high
They exhale patience and prudence
returning them to the sky
saying Golly oh Gee
Bullshit oh my!

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