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Medusa

December 4, 2009
By Anonymous

Her relentless glare,
Her breath is yours to bear.
Confront her if you dare
You have no time to stare.
Enter her lair,
The pain is yours to bear.
The game is largely unfair,
But she doesn’t care.
Serpents are in her hair,
Her attitude represents flare.
Prepare for Dispair,
Medusa has exited her lair.



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