Fecal Execution

I’ve so much anger deep I side, and it’s about to blast from out my hide.

Nuggets of rage and logs of hate, a murderous rampage will seal their fate.

I’m executing these feces and I’m in a hurry, leaving the bowl in a blood stained slurry.

They plead for their life but I will not listen, now to flush the bowl and make it glisten.

Pure Pooetry

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