Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jan 2017
I hate you *******...

that's HOW I **** your sisters

and smile proud at my mug shot picture.

Qake up the next day with blisters on my lip to spit at a ministers face. **** ya taste.  Create mental ****.

Tape me and watch how the Mandela effect changed the footage daily

ya pathetic, my phonetics are so repulsive  you're  forced into credit.

Slave owner, to any human dumber to fall for gender roles as another form of dogma. Comedy grows on us. The character of nature swarms around us.
Ahchosi Grandiose
Written by
Ahchosi Grandiose  77/F/New York
(77/F/New York)   
373
   S Olson
Please log in to view and add comments on poems