(MICKEYS) PLASMA GRENADES
My lifeblood flow into a hose and vanishes from sight...
and where it goes from there, who knows? Not me, I'm not THAT bright...
But it is sold, or so I'm told, to those who've suffered trauma...
This liquid gold has been enrolled to save your sickly momma...
Ridiculously yours,
~Codaniel Von Johnson~
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