BRAG: I'm a Mod ....

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DDY,

I ain't gots the time
To mix a rime
Like an ancient mariner
On your aircraft carrier
I sail into your town
And run from the hounds
Unleashed by the fathers
Of deflowered daughters
Who to this day still dream
Of long ago screams
Rememembering the throes of pleasure
As plundered I their hidden treasure