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Howard Pyle

Mickey’s Christmas Hit Men

Empire

Walt
is your
Daddy
&
Mickey
has Come
to Collect
#‎B27321

Mickey Is
What He’s All Ways Been
a Hit Man
For the Disney Mob.
Whether He’s Playing
the Pencil Pushing Hapless Scribe;
Meek & Needy,
So Poor He Doesn’t Have a Dime
or As an Enforcer
For the King of Crime.
He Was Working
For Ebenezer
the Richest Duck
In All the Land
& to Get the Money
for Walt
He Had a Devious Plan.
Drive That Scrooge
to InSanity
With Pity & ReMorse
at All the Dirty Deeds
That Have Bloodied
His Red Hands,
Because you See
Wealth
Was the Source
of All His Wicked Pride.
Forcing All the Children
to Work For Him
Not Disney
In His Hellish Mine,
Starving
as They Worked
Cannibalism
Would Break Out
From Time to Time.
Laughing At the Shillings
He Would Save
When the Killings
Began Again
Maybe Even
This Very Day.
Did He Reminisce
About the Many Rivals
He Had Killed
aLong His Long Black Past.
Namely,
That Goofy Jacob Marley
He Garroted
With His Own Two Fists
or That Whore
He Loved
Named Daisy
Who Gave Him
a Horrible Fit
of the Drip
& How About
When He Sold His Soul
to the Agent of Satan;
the Mighty Mr. Toad.
Who He Killed Out of Envy
to Gain the Formers Role
to Live As Long As Ever
If He Never Lost Control.
He Had Minnie
& Timmy
& Even the Giant Willie
to Help Him Carry Out
His Evil Scheme
to Put That Duck Through the Ringer
& Squeeze Out Every Thing.
For Only Two Choices
Does He Have
Visit Him
With Three Dark Sins
or Put Him In a Can.
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Eugène Delacroix

Eugène Delacroix

Dark Star

a Journey
In to
Hell
the Mind
a Walk
Down
the Darkest
Paths
of Strife
Drugs
Death
&

Demons
No Realer
Can you
Find
Sold
your Soul
To
the Man
Below
For
a Pot
of Gold
Money
Health
&

Life
Dark Star
#B27321

a Cartoon
For
the Devil
In you
Dark Star

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Amman

Amman

Manners Cost

you Say,

So Let Us Begin.
A Tale That Is Both

Humorous

&

Dark;
Cock Weasel,
Prose,
&

Word Count.
Cock Weasel, Cock Weasel, Cock Weasel,

Prose,

Word Count.
Cock Weasel, Cock Weasel, Cock Weasel,

How you Are

a Cock Weasel.
Cock Weasel, Cock Weasel, Cock Weasel,

Should Have

Known It

From The Start.
Cock Weasel, Cock Weasel, Cock Weasel,

Now Is

That

Not Art.
Did I Mention
Cock Weasel,
Or

Prose,
How About

Word Count.
#B27321

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Howard Pyle

Howard Pyle

Shall I
Sing
you
A Song
Of How
Life Begun
Of Chaos
&
the Infinite
Night
Of Loneliness
&

Longing
&
the Desire
To Set
Things
Right
Of Eros
Lust
a Must
To Dive
Deep
Between
Those Hips
Those Velvet
Lips
To Give
your Life
For Just
One Kiss
Bliss
AnyThing
Not to
Miss
the Sun
That Shines
Before
your Eyes
AnyThing
Not
to Wander
Dark
&

Cold
Alone

#B27321

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Gustave Dore

Gustave Dore

& She

Like a Mother
Introduced me To Heather
a Runner
of Back Alleys & Clip Joints
All Dark Eyes

& Gin Soaked Thighs
I Let Her Lead me Down That Hall
& Many More
In Love With the Waste

That Became my Life
The Knife
& Impossible Heists
Were the Dreams I Would Cling To
As the Sodden Sheets
Muffled Our Screams
Mad Dogs
Who Bite
Burning Way
To Bright
Mesmerized
By
the Light
Would we
Find
Death
To Night
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Howard Pyle

Howard Pyle

A Cacophony
of Shadows,
&

All
I Feel
Is Fear.
As I
Look
In to
Those Eyes,
Those Eyes
of
a Seer.
Cards UnFold,
Marking me
For Death;
Both
Dark
&

Bold,
That Grimm
Jester
Holds me
In His
Hand.
What Ever
you Do
Don’t
Go Home.
It’s
the Grave.
That Evil
Place;
Leave
your Dead
UnMourned;
Showing me
the Door,
Refusing Pay;
She Says
Never More.
#B27321

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Howard Pyle

Howard Pyle

What Had
Happened To me 

I Had Never Been to a Séance Before.
Strange Things

Were Going On In This House.
I Had to Admit

If Any Place Had a Right to Be Haunted
It Was This One.
They Said the Foundations Were Pre Roman,
Old as the Stones,
the Story Goes.
Dreams of the Screams,
Those That Died Here by Flame, Plague, & Torture;
Haunt my Sleep.
The Dark Man,
All Ways In the Back;
All Ways.
Like Puppets In a Play
& He Holding the Strings.
They Started to Weave
These Dreams

Into my Waking World.
I Had to Get Some Sleep,
Some Release.
So I Took It Up With the Proprietor,
the Count;
a Family Friend.
His Haunted Hollow Eyes
Saying Much More to me
Than we Shall See
What This Meet Brings.
It Was I,
the Count & Two Gentlemen.
One a Learned Doctor of Court,
No Stranger to the Bizarre,
The Other a Professor of History
& the Occult Sciences;
He Would Be Leading Us
Through This Strange Ceremony.
No Sooner Had we Began our Introductions
Over Brandy & Cigars,
Then a Manifestation Became Evident.
A Globe of Brilliant Light
to Turn the Night to Day
& Say your Payment Is Due,
Entered the Room.
The Count Pointed to me
& Said you May Have Him.
For 13 Months
I Know Not What I Do,
Till They Pulled me From the River;
Ran Through.
6 Months In a Hospital Half the World a Way,
Tomorrow Is the Day;
the Count Explains. 

Taken From
the Private
Journals
of #B27321
Last Son
of a
Fallen Line  

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Caspar David Friedrich

Caspar David Friedrich

Long
has It
Been
Since
I Have
Seen
Home
Longer Still
Has It
Been
Since
I Left
This House
of Bones
to Escape
the Weight
of Titles
Land
&

Hoard
to Never
Partake
In Ritual
or

Demand
Nor Bend
the Knee
&

Serve
the Dark
Man
‪#‎B27321‬

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Howard Pyle

Howard Pyle

The Silent
Scream
That Has
Been
my Wyrd
Down
Dark Paths
to See
If Any
One
Cared
to Pick
me Up
Dust me
Off
Or
Lend
a Hand
All Ways
Wondering
What Value
If Any
I Had
#B27321

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Nikolas Gysis

Nikolas Gysis

The Looking Glass

Most Darkly

The Looking Glass

Most Darkly
as I Peer Into

your Inner Most Sins.
Dark In Deed

Is the Sight

That Greets me,
Black & White

& Splattered Red.
Half Formed

Baby Heads

& Virgin Skin,
Jars of Nightmares

Rendered Real.
All as I Pray

you Don’t See me,
my Horrified Eye,
Wide
with Shocked Disbelief.
As the Most

Beautiful Women

I Have Ever Seen,
Comes Forth

From the Floor

& Kisses your Ring.
Eyes;
Startling Red

& Naked as Aphrodite

Risen From the Sea.
Transfixed She Met Mine;
Lust Intertwined my Mind.
Passions Played Out

& Greeted Eagerly;
Time Ceased to Count
as I Continued to Mount,
Her Eyes Blazing Still.

Taken From
the Private
Journals
of #B27321
Last Son
of a
Fallen Line 

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