Daddy's
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Twist the fairy's legs around the nails stuck in the door
Pound her wings into the glass just like you did before
Sickly sweet the words seep through and rot her to the core
Smear across the steel panel a tiny body's gore
Magic happening like this could never be a bore
With sparkle dust you can sprinkle and venom you can pour
Consuming lust quick and strong becoming awfully sore
Just don't use her very long because she's daddy whore.