Mikey

Like yellow parchment is his skin
A great black hole serves as the nose that never grew

You must be always in your  guard
Or he will catch you with his magical lasso

Sliver swirl

Those who speak of what they know
Find too late, that prudent silence is wise
Joseph Buquet, hold your tongue
He will burn you at the level at your eye

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