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Cooking A Novel

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Natasha1

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Cooking A Novel

The end is near. There's nothing to fear
The final chapter draws to a close
Its just a matter Of how the plot goes.

Thickening as i type
Your mess needs a wipe
Instead stir it, stir away
You dont listen to what I say.

The pot is hot.
And it burns as it cooks. 
You eat with your fingers
Not caring how it looks

Because you enjoy to eat
What was me, the meat
No worries of rot
As my spirit was caught

You expect worship and laud
Thinking you're God
Realitycheck: you're sick
And you're really a dick

Ignorance is bliss
And you won't be missed
For the others they know
That you sing like a crow

So stir that pot
And keep writing the plot
Just know one thing:
MY EPILOGUE WILL SING!

 

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