Basically I am improv writing for fun. Completely Random, no edits (except for grammer), and uploaded right away. This will be wierd and not my best work. But it's for fun!  Here we go:

Seven to make me come

And seven to make me dumb.

These are my curses

Locked silently in my verses.

Lust was a major bust,

Because she always left me in the dust.

Greed just wanted to take

Every ounce of earnings I would make.

Glutton made it rather hard to hear,

Especially once she took a bit at my ear.

Wrath wanted me to submit,

Even though she will not admit

That I was the first to grab the whip!

With her well moistened hand on her hip,

Envy would yell about every girl from before.

Sloth, as you know, was just a bore

And pride would never let me have a win,

Instead she burrowed underneath my skin.

However, despite the pain they give,

I will always find room to forgive.

For as they represent sin in singularity,

I will always embody the vices in unity.

It's rough, it's wierd, but it was fun.

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