4/26/2017

Revolution? How revolting. A Poem for a lying piece of shit.

Vomit makes its way down the toilet bowl with several revolutions of water.
The center of your universe.  The toilet bowl water swirls around you, a complete revolution.  How many flushes will it take, when your lies are buoyant.  Keep calling for a revolution with your shit eatin' grin. You should not try to form words.  You can't tell the truth.  You don't know how, you've never tried.

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