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The Twelve Stages of Witless

A Jowlful Howl by C. lupus ab irato

(Plodding dirge “The Twelve Days of Christmas” accompanying.)

In the first stage of Witless

my false fear gave to me

an ego that I call my God.

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In the second stage of Witless

my false fear gave to me

Two blind eyes

And the ego that I call God.

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In the third stage of Witless

my false fear gave to me

Three cosmic hoaxes

Two blind eyes

And the ego I call my God.

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In the fourth stage of Witless

my false fear gave unto me

Four kinds of Hell

Three cosmic hoaxes

Two blind eyes

And the ego I call my God.

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In the fifth stage of Witless

my false fear gave to me

Five shit-sandwiches

Four kinds of Hell

Three cosmic Hoaxes

Two blind eyes

And the ego I call God.

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In the sixth stage of Witless

my false fear gave to me

SickX morons a praying  (mofo’s a mojo-ing)

Five shit-sandwiches

Four kinds of Hell

Three cosmic hoaxes

Two blind eyes

And the ego I call God.

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In the seventh stage of Witless

my false fear gave to me

Seven bulls a shitting

SickX morons praying

Five shit-sandwiches

Four kinds of Hell

Three cosmic hoaxes

Two blind eyes

And the ego I call God.

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In the eighth stage of Witless

my false fear gave to me

Eight ways of screwed (fucked)

Seven bulls a shitting

Six morons a praying

Five creamy shit-sandwiches

Four roads to Hell

Three cosmic hoaxes

Two holes for eyes

And the ego I call God.

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In the nineth stage of Witless

my false fear gave to me

Nine prophets a profiting

Eight ways of screwed

Seven bulls a shitting

SickX morons a praying

Five steaming shit-sandwiches

Four levels of Hell

Three cosmic hoaxes

Two coals for eyes

And the ego I call God.

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In the tenth stage of Witless

my false fear gave to me

Ten fantasies a fomenting

Nine Prophets a profiting

Eight kinds of screwed

Seven bulls a shitting

SickX morons a flailing

Five deep shit-sandwiches

Four previews of Hell

Three cosmic hoaxes

Two blinding lies

And the jerk I know as God.

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In the eleventh stage of Witless

my false fear gave to me

Eleven Lies a Layering

Ten fantasies a fomenting

Nine prophets a profiting

Eight types of screwed

Seven bovines a bovinating

SickX morons a praying

Five hot shit-sandwiches

Four flavors of Hell

Three cosmic hoaxes

Two spinning eyes

And an ego that I call Lord.

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In the Twelfth stage of Witless

my false fear gave unto me

Twelve dildo’s a dildoing

Eleven liars a lawyering

Ten fears for loathing

Nine prophets a profiting

Eight kinds-of-screwed

Seven bullshitters a grinning

SickX morons a moroning

Five holy shit-sandwiches

Four ever in this Hell

Three cosmological farces

my Two lying eyes

And the ego I call a Soul.

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(Yeah, I know it evolved, morphed, sublimated, transfigured and still doesn’t rhyme.  Bless me Fearer, for I have grinned.)

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