his voice of legions
through fuliginous snot,
tremble you white world.
Orange mantle sold replicants heir.
The eidolons fear the hanging fool.
Out from Azamorgola fire
Mankind’s monsters get higher;
while the internet gods stay smaller.
A prodigy to petroleum wings
your helium I.V. agita.
beware! This poem possesses
scriptures from the beehive earlobe.
Read as your own risk – Thelshogmog is coming.
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