Seeking My Dark Lord

Seeking My Dark Lord long poem

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I’m seeking my immortal foe
He must mosh hard and enjoy Edgar Allen Poe
You should have a secret identity that nobody can know …
Be a secret sexy super-villain, be my, John Doe!
I’m now hiring, inquire within!
Don’t keep me waiting – my heads in a talespin

I’m looking for my Dark Lord
A deliciously evil ruler of my dark heart….
Someone with plans, someone to top the charts
You must be an experienced magus in the dark arts
I’m searching for that man …
I need you to be the Joker to my Batman!
Tell me are you clever and cool?
Do you want to force the world up under your rule?
Are you at least 5’8″?
It’s rather specific but this I can’t break
About me, I’m a dark Gothic angel in disguise
A royal beauty who likes keeping it all under my demise
Vanilla ice cream is my favourite flavor surprise
Together you and I would be our own alibi
Tell me, what mischief and mayhem can we get up to?
Together we would concoct our own strange brew
I’m an honest vixen, I work a 9 to 5
So I’d like to fight crime with you from like 6 to 9
Are you evil? Tell me, how’s your laugh?
I’m seeking a unique dare devil,
My diabolical better half
Bring along your sword and staff
My sexy side kick with a troubled past
If “Destroy the world” is all you desire
Then it’s a man like you, yes Sir, I could admirer!

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Bernadine Goodsell

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Fancier of the old, retro, lost & forgotten things. A Word porn nerd, full-time horror addict, Obsessed graphic design weirdo. Full Time Tarot Reader / psychic who's death metal addiction is out of control. Life lessons: read Edgar Allen Poe, drink rum and mosh hard.
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