Spooky Asssociations

Forces of evil ask me
to dance in evil ways.
I complacent said so
I did my ancient thing.

I cry to give mercy I
have a step in the door.
My memory will cry;
it’s an ancient thing.

I let wolves tear me,
I let vicious wives tell
of a hell about me and
behind backs I care not.

Darkness is a way I
call normal so go lift it.
The shit off your tounge
go associate as an asp.

I travel this road and I
was blessed to the bone.
So what if in my vicinity
a little evil I condone?

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