- i like comics an' peanut butter cookies with milk.
The man who stood was dressed in black, burned with stripes of white.His ankles held by iron weights, his wrists were wrapped with steel. his feet; a wavering base A broken body rested on. his furrowed brow sharply framing eyes devoid of sight.And from the dark a woman's voice: "I haven't come to judge or punish you, I'm here for your last meal" She sweetly handed him a hawthorn branch, softly saying "take care how you bite". the prisoner violently devoured the plant, she startled him with scorn.
"You may eat each leaf and flower now but bite around the thorns"
- "Its no Skin off my nose kid"