Lizards, I tell ya!

Feet stockpiled information
For one to give and no-thing to lose
Separated by serrated insects
Which suck the poison out of
Minds which were only meant
To seize and paralyze at the behest
Of daemon-gilled proselytes who
Stammer and self-flagellate at
Whispers from within.
The antibiotic reptilians
Stampede over linguistic
Skills and mold the films
That are consumed by the masses;
Mash-ups of brain candy mixed with
Predatory filth dot the landscape of
Self-inflicted mind shatter.
Will the infection spread?
Find out tomorrow at 9

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