William Cutting
I know your works. You are neither cold nor hot.
So because you are lukewarm I will spew you out of my mouth.
You can build your filthy world without me.
I took the father, now I'll take the son.
You tell young Vallon, I'm gonna paint paradise square with his blood. Two coats.
I'll festoon my bedchamber with his guts. As for you Mr. Tammany Fucking Hall,
you come down to the points again and you'll be dispatched by mine own hand.
Now get back to your celebration and let me eat in peace. I paid you fair.
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