Queen of Pop #14/59

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Pop art and things quite kitsch Thats favourite my kind of niche I love my objects to be ironic Banal maybe but not demonic Horrors from another dimension And ghastly sights I cannot mention My mind, now tinged with terror The tin of soup, that was my error! --Puffin Poems Music by Lilsiri.eth
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