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Noah's Boy Noah’s BoyNoah's Boy by ~nekhbet89
It was almost like a calling,
a calling from deep within, telling me to go.
I first pulled the sharp lumber out from deep within Noah’s boy,
hoping that nothing fell apart.
I brought him into radar range.
Maybe that would help in the end.
I had wax ready for the operation and breath was ready for giving.
An SOS was sounded,
knowing that more would be needed to help.
On Noah’s boy,
the smell of warts emanated.
On Noah’s boy,
there was no breath.
On Noah’s boy,
whiskey down covered all blemishes.
On the clean, porcelain, operating table,
there was no maiden’s delight,
there was no myst
Sta.sh
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Apertureboo: Be careful, because it's going to be all cold.
Plasmodesmata: I'm invincible.
Apertureboo: No, you're more like Vexen, which is the opposite of invincibility, but still pretty resistant to cold.
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Apertureboo: Be careful, because it's going to be all cold.
Plasmodesmata: I'm invincible.
Apertureboo: No, you're more like Vexen, which is the opposite of invincibility, but still pretty resistant to cold.