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Were there turkey legs?Cleavage? Hobbitty babies?Just SCA jerks?
Sure. Also tarot,Chain mail bras, ice cream, horse poop,Leather everything.
Once at a ren faireFrom inside a dragon suit,I hawked fairy wings.The experienceLaid at the intersectionOf fun and horror.
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Were there turkey legs?
ReplyDeleteCleavage? Hobbitty babies?
Just SCA jerks?
Sure. Also tarot,
ReplyDeleteChain mail bras, ice cream, horse poop,
Leather everything.
Once at a ren faire
ReplyDeleteFrom inside a dragon suit,
I hawked fairy wings.
The experience
Laid at the intersection
Of fun and horror.