August 2015
Sinister minister
The minister of the sinister has a well-stocked lair of charred Bibles and molten crosses. He preaches to the roaches and smokes a dozen roses. The minister of the sinister is evil only in the month of April, when the skies are stormy and the mood just right for a cocktail of raindrop rum and the Type A blood of an anemic christ. The sinister minister plays Chopin in the key of doom. He rocks out with his clock out, which tells time in the most frivolous fashion - which is to say, not at all.
The minister looks sinister, but really he's just a sweet old man with horns, who reads plagiarized poetry and sips moonbeams from a spoon.
The minister of the sinister has a well-stocked lair of charred Bibles and molten crosses. He preaches to the roaches and smokes a dozen roses. The minister of the sinister is evil only in the month of April, when the skies are stormy and the mood just right for a cocktail of raindrop rum and the Type A blood of an anemic christ. The sinister minister plays Chopin in the key of doom. He rocks out with his clock out, which tells time in the most frivolous fashion - which is to say, not at all.
The minister looks sinister, but really he's just a sweet old man with horns, who reads plagiarized poetry and sips moonbeams from a spoon.
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