Lust -liquor of desire
does tease the flesh,
like lotion surely spread,
and trains the mind,
machine-like to respond,
in hypnotising gimmick
torture is made uniform,
as chickens without heads,
devoid of any brains,
are running yet in death.
http://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2014/10/12/wordle-182-a-bakers-dozen/
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