House of Twigs

Welcome to my house of twigs,
Come sit down and take a swig.
It’s my intoxicating new potion,
Which stops your mind and motion.

You want to stop, but you cannot.
Drink this concoction made of rot.
Your thoughts are taking over you,
Your hands are bound and blue.





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