《Little Wolfgang》 Little Wolfgang (Received) Decade of so many moods so tail only one Tale of a brigadier to a general Shadow to a darker light Little Wolfgang to having his own wolf-pack He only howl sometimes, most times he slink slicks with his new guard He the avant of the sLums but not always so. The narrative has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the infringement. Sixth metamorphosis, From the sea nymph, the dark, the pink, the blurs, the feet Even the stint in the sarcophagi where he was denied gold but came out coinin¡¯ terms Denied the soul¡¯s currency but came out with golden veins Silver-tongue eloquence eclipses the without Find it within seeking solace in little Wolfgang¡¯s feet of clay. Little Wolfgang Take 1 Shy, Can someone shine their hie on his lonely head through the window? Eye of the soul, don¡¯t be a thief Don¡¯t knock on the door unless you Baal in a chromed one piece with shades of his Pops beautiful in this twisted fantasy Reality got three heads, his Pops an unreachable Godhead. The story has been illicitly taken; should you find it on Amazon, report the infringement.Godhead, That''s two fiends and a human head between, little Wolfgang surrounded by fake friends Fake a mushroom house, let that shit blow Shrooms in the air like beef into stew They gonna thicken the the plot irrespective of the perspective Left the erf to escape the plot but little Wolfgang¡¯s conscience still greyed out, call him the 66th Gormenghast. Little Wolfgang Take 2 Melancholy on the beach like his spirit ever was Flaccid in this feat, who gets rock hard to 1894 Munch (you wanna no) Know? Oh, apricots drinking tea in the cracks, kaffeeklautschs Caved in and left the cave to search for a ray of his sol. The narrative has been illicitly obtained; should you discover it on Amazon, report the violation.Ended up with an interlude on the browns Eyebrowed his ear and ear pumped little Wolfgang with some silence and so he recorded it for the mind mileage, mile for a loud, dark age Black the sea is Black like the Behemoth¡¯s grin content with its exotic grin and who would dare wish Eastern infinitude any harm? Little Wolfgang Take 3 If he had insight, he could invite a lover Midnight in the moonlight but he knows her An apricot veiled by a apple bottom She¡¯ll suffocate his free will like a hot broad to a bastard fish in the wind Fishing line, can you gouge out his eyes? Find this and other great novels on the author''s preferred platform. Support original creators!Pour some red wine, colour his heart So grey down there, can he drown in the sands? Grains playing games, can he escape? Outside a drug Crows croaking, snitches glinting cold, default state of mind Calling, contentment is rowing far away He¡¯s at the shore, no steamboat. Little Wolfgang Take 4 Little Wolfgang''s in his feelings like a deadhead Positively black like an OG neanderthal but he¡¯s still too young Ancient fetus, ages in ice and metamorphosis Six in the cold, eleven is red hot perfection, Son of Man coming for the second time Still one but his mood different A heptagon come to square the globe Connoisseur back for seconds No local delicacies the blooming side of Bethlehem this time Rome had a chance, speared it, Red Water. This tale has been unlawfully obtained from Royal Road. If you discover it on Amazon, kindly report it.¡°I know I am a king, stand on my shoulder I can see, ain¡¯t know that I could leave¡± I know I¡¯m a king so birth the queen persona real quick Athena with the quips, off Ares with the blades, cut deeper with the words then its back to smithing with ronin mystics in the woodlands Greatest under the sun covered Sabbath so little Wolfgang baths with the moon in the water Esteemed Moondog then its back to the Sunbather Deaf is heaven but earth listens God too happy for little Wolfgang¡¯s shit Tyler the only Creator who ever gave a shit. Little Wolfgang Take 5 Sheet, little Wolfgang with the sweats . Bitter brews and melancholic feuds stinking, even inside his grief he shone bright. Its gay, homies are glad then solace came . Unfiltered, cluttered crumples pinking for clarity and pining for drunk tank pink understanding but the hive cold . Held no council for the ticking ten minute minutia but flew off into the verdigris sunset for greener rays . Left him a vagrant mumbling of clashing vagues but he reappeared once more, locks locking him tight in his Baptist role. He a prophet with red in his eyes. This story originates from a different website. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there. Little Wolfgang Take 6 Red water in his lungs Little Wolfgang is seen coughing up minute almost minute long saga Even baptized a drawn and quartered verse with lo-fi water but he was quick to leave with a wordless outro Sax of thanks for the day ones before the o¡¯phone pharisees crucified him for being the mess of the previously catalogued maze The ire of the storm hire, messiah of the to-be-drawn-and-quartered, of the new genre Unauthorized use: this story is on Amazon without permission from the author. Report any sightings. In the wilds forgotten by all but his hounds and the L cults, he was content Content till forced into civilization for he was SICK! Sick like a young earl, sick like 2010 A transfiguration for the L cults which swam shallow, fished aggressively and were not content with the slow-burning blush punches boastful but he was gone again quick like on-the-Mount Elijah . Little Wolfgang Take 7 Not even 40 punchlines, only been an interlude Little Wolfgang just an old friend come visiting but is soon gone An oldie come to reconfirm his best under 40 list status then vanish Best since DOOM without the DOOMS, shout-out to Daniel and Dumile . If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. Please report it.Between Friends, the Cap¡¯s always first Between Villains, vinodemafy the first Man with the musk, let him secrete something special then its off to shower in a jasper lake And little Wolfgang? Titanic on this shit, went under, back into the dark below. Will he be Jekyll or Hyde? Jackal and eat or hide? Little Wolfgang Take 8 Past passes the mock, will he salute the exam, come out with the 2010 Jolly Roger flying or sail with the 2018 crest To East epaR, cresting the hill where a Mike ughs with them vanguard jeans on. He ghoulish and I We the same on the mike, he and I two different sides of a like Find this and other great novels on the author''s preferred platform. Support original creators! Inspecting the mind flow, mind grows cold from the mines little Wolfgang sowed Weed mines mine Clipped from the sun sight Daedalus dying from the sun smile Icarus plight kills inside Who seen the ghoul laugh, soul sink sit in his soul¡¯s junk seat Smoke till he tees off, still wears the tee, Tyr. Little Wolfgang Take 9 What does little Wolfgang love ¡®bout Tuesday? The present, that''s a lye L and the past? That''s the empire falling, OD L He¡¯s unsteady on his feet of clay, reminiscing, shorts short as a pulp tail How long till the crumbling empire of old crashes? How long till he feels the death throes through his damned toes? How long till the trumpet truly frees him to fornicate with the accordion, that harsh mistress, Moon? This narrative has been purloined without the author''s approval. Report any appearances on Amazon. Dreaming of reading in the stars, newborn eldritchian Elder leeching off the nebula, nebulous Dull day in the clay, Splash bro injured, stones on feet splash Boss stone falling, dream statue crash, variegated end, hush. Little Wolfgang Take 10 Little Wolfgang knew an angel once, fine as Wellington on a tongue. When all was sung and dubbed, he went to find the OG in the primordial. Stale off the endless, he went sea side, ¡°see you inside¡± to the haters, chasers . Left his blonde glow by the beach to bleach the foes. Let ¡¯em digest the light, darken their appreciation of art . He ¡®bout to scrap off another layer of sauce. Source of the puzzle unsolved, evolving, fourth layer of the wellington . 1815 prime, how does little Wolfgang defeat a Wellington when he¡¯s a Napoleon?This story is posted elsewhere by the author. Help them out by reading the authentic version. Little Wolfgang Take 11 Little Wolfgang already shot his shot, best his 2019 bullet Snatched the crown from the game then on the shoulder put New take, new genre, bright future, we all playing Bro and sis, little Wolfgang and hopelessness Cloak and dagger searching for grandfather , call it the time before. Reading on this site? This novel is published elsewhere. Support the author by seeking out the original.The past, distant, when Franklin was king, GHOST L No head, trapped in an upside down birdcage Elephant brain, napkin sinking, grief in that glass Whites flailing, trout sinking in hazel past, what¡¯s for dinner? A stare Gemini? Eyes coconut gaze? Is this a test? Is little Wolfgang tethering mad? Little Wolfgang Take 12 Little Wolfgang is a merry sweatshirt dining with a rhyming earl, hell Hail the pot-polisher of nobles, earl sunk Can¡¯t go outside till his title matures Till he sinks back up the sink fully, till the beef chokes in black pepper. Reading on this site? This novel is published elsewhere. Support the author by seeking out the original.Vizarded memories unveiled, December 24 blinding as an almighty bulb Hercules sobbing in the silent night Meek, metronomic repentances chuckle into the light Inner observations on the altar Goat waiting for the sacrifice, Is it wrong to want to be the Greatest Of A Time? Little Wolfgang Take 13 Greatest of a time, he does not want to be a GOAT Greatest of a time, Little Wolfgang desires to be a Mozart Greatest of a time, the Earl desires to be elevated up a level to become a Count Orlok not St Germain, Little Wolfgang wants to be no Jermaine Cole. If you discover this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation.Count, Count, Count, its gotta be Orlok not Dracula The Earl does not want to become any type of King Vamp Sick of Whole Lotta Red, Little Wolfgang is all for Kind of Blue Sick not Whole Lotta Red, the Earl is all for some blue Blue blood, the Earl strongly desires to be a blue blood like Blue Blood Atlanta Season 4 Episode 1. Little Wolfgang Special Christmas Sad After-Tears Take (Blueblood POV) Seeking slick, odd future tee None of the oldie OGs with me. Joyous not, Joyeuse sharp, Here flies the former odd falcon of the flagship three now solo Prime, mandragora in the thirst lands, deep raps and sandy uncertainties. Giddy day, shitty mail, Miller came for the orchid and said grace (the weed was great). Strains pulled and freed, bonded like old friends, purp in our step, tea for two till we tee''d off then we cloud surfed in time. Odd was our once upon, Wolfgang.You might be reading a stolen copy. Visit Royal Road for the authentic version. Of course I laugh like its 1984 Of course its me laughing like it¡¯s Nineteen Eighty Four. Big brother watching But were he at? Mac but no Mac, loss dystopian Screen time can¡¯t space me out from our time on MySpace Wish I had no time to space out into my galaxy of supernova¡¯d memories They pulling me under.