I lost my pants
Perhaps even my mind
As I recant
A time I left behind
Lost my pants to a friend
Gained a pirate hat
And when my quest came an end
I sat in an incubus's lap
An Incubus, the succubus of men
A part of a certain type
In a certain kind of den
It wasn't worth the pants I swipped
Never did he like me
Even after the dice had been rolled
My pants came with a fee
And I had been trolled
I returned to the quest
With damage to my brain
I tried my best
Finished my arc no need to explain
Tuesday, September 12, 2017
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