Calling calmly, closed on to this creed Casting music with a cane of a celt, until instruments cede Coming from my cyst, crawling onto cotes, as cows breed Crafting a curia and case its crown, calm the cig, aint a steed Crave my cape, as criminals are cited, coming in like a cascade Care within the cake as I cater to the cellmates, a casual charade Cold claws cut your cord, as I cash in chaos, to cease the crusade Crux of the core, creamy and cozy, creepy and cute Cross through the crowls, cosh you crucially, cuff you by the cowl Claim the choir, crave the coir, can of caff, crazed by caffeine
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