Sacksmas Carols

Fallen London
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Dashing through the zee
In a NORTHern kind of way
O’er the waves I go
Weeping all the day.

I am not what I seem
And soon to burn so bright,
What fun it is to plot an’ scheme
To betray a friend tonight!

Oh, hungry wells, hungry wells
Seeking all the way
Oh, what fun it is to bleed
And hope those bastards pay!

Hungry wells, hungry wells
Seeking never pays
But oh, what fun to stain my soul
In seven different ways!

Dedicated to the memory of Mad3moiselle

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Excellent! Good scansion, for a parody.

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And at the end of everything when we are brought again before the world for Judgement, if those feelings have not changed, then—

Perhaps there can still be something beautiful.

(Thank you for writing this bby! Mlle would’ve been flattered, I’m sure <3)