The Legend of Met (Sin 4)
"Why trick You my tamn dongue? Letters switched and reversed. I want to curse you, Dog! My thoughts, You do subvert. "I siss kack to blaspheme When angst mounts to boil me. To blame the High Supreme Is what I desire free. "But You have dell to heal, Make my tongue slip harmless. It denies me a grudge feel. Shapaw! You to me bless? "You sipp me off, Leet Sword! Remove now this irksome curse. Sans outlet, I am bored. Were it to me, I'd curse. "Spoody! I'd blit on You! Vedils be up your Sassjack!... Sign in to see full entry.