Pooetry, War

Those Still Loyal

This shit was cast with mindless aggression.
I’d hoped it would calm, with some suppression.

But too much anger from a terrible week.
Has left my butthole mercilessly weak.

So much fury this dump has displayed.
It would crush all posers who stood in its way.

Try as they might to compare with this scatter.
But all that will be left is a piss poor splatter.

Pure Pooetry

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