.The hunter lines his trophies up across his wall, beneath his bed.
A tiger's head, a snakeskin rug, slugs in a jug, the bugs make halos 'round the phone.
He'd call his friends to come around - they'd all get stoned when he pulled old Medusa moaning from a sack.
She poses then she cracks the.
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