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Hell Hole


If you don't watch, I promise to slip out the back when no one's looking never return. I'll find a mushroom and a magic rabbit and spiral down a hole to Hell-- or was it Wonderland...? "Is there a difference?" Mangy cat grins and greets me leads me to. The Duchess: wants to eat me. Drink me says the bottle on the table labeled "Poison." And I do so with a deathwish but all I get are Roses calling me a weed as if I need their condemnation! I face damnation here already. For falling down the hole to Holy Hell! A Red devil! If she wants my Heart I'll serve it on a silver plate and replace it with a Spade. There's no finding My way back. All ways are Hers. And once you swallow Diamonds to get here, you can wander This Way -> <-Yonder Doesn't matter. Card guards club you if you attempt escape. Escape's what brought you in the first place.
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