A TOAST

Thu, 11/17/2016 - 15:43 -- ASUS

I was played as the rhythm of life
Served as sauce to toasted bread aside,

Daylight my shadow
Slept furiously by the hillside,

Raging penance
Multiplied my ambition for more wives,

Vengeance and vendetta
Both I seek to end with these rhymes,

Forgiveness I will slay
In the stead of Isaac with this lines,

For within these alphabet's I thrive,
Death and Hades circumcised

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