Moth collection, these creatures will see the end. Moth collection. Insects for my entertainment. Active all night from spring to the fall. Lethargic state, they cling to the wall. Ripped from the wood, maniac grasp. Into the freezer, for air they gasp. Their time has come. No longer alive. Taxidermy, for this I strive. Wings stretched, and pinned into place. Forever impaled in this glass case. Moth collection, insects for my entertainment, active all night from spring to the fall. Lethargic state, they cling to the wall. Ripped from the wood, maniac grasp. Into the freezer, for air they gasp. Their time has come. No longer alive. Taxidermy, for this I strive. Wings stretched, and pinned into place. Forever impaled in this glass case.
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