Saturday, August 16, 2014

Poetry Corner

A Saturday in August, 0925PDT

Jehovah's fucking Witnesses
Came knocking at my door
They woke my fucking ass up
so I killed the putrid whores.

Only three of those lines are true.

Today.

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