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Demon

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Fickle fickle little demon

Terrorizing all the sea men

why is it you rock the boat,

for what reason do you gloat?

 

Fickle fickle little demon,

I can see you with my reason

I don't like the way you act

you really really need a smack

 

Fickle fickle little demon

ravagin my total being.

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Poozzab You're currently reading the poem Demon, which was posted on Sep 26, 2009 by Poozzab.

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