Creme brulee

The chef builds a house around

A sinkhole in the ground

Out of ashes rises concocted oceans

Fusions and potions

Flavors from the soul. splendid notions

All his aspirations and moneys abound

Spent in his desire to make a new sound

But little Betty Yelps her review

Her mirrored reflection on her knees in a pew

Her own sinkhole it spews

The chef closes his doors as she texts from her bed. The power we’ve gained with discrediting threads. Entitled from birth resurrecting the dead. “I just came for the comments” they tweeted and said. It’s a bible study and no one breaks the bread.

The internet lord and saviour

creme brulee on your screen it has no flavor

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