A carnival-colored revolution
        of guerillas in action
        the festival of blood, poison
                             & gunfire

            undercover allies simper
                                            for pesos
                          amidst a mutual hatred
                                 & passion’s heartbeat
                 an island tightly wound/
                        the feisty femme fatale
                                    whispering in my ear
                                   of how badly Anton
                          has captured
                               [corrupted]               her

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