AR-15's should never be included in a poem;
think of the most unpoetic thing; a super rifle that looks like a car
u could climb inside & fly to Mars spitting good-old lead
like any other machine gun; the mobsters of the 30's would have looked on in horror, asking why **** so many innocent people;
who's going to be ur customers? MS-13 byzarre postmodern
secret society like Freemasons
& girl scouts baking cookie; the ****** Youth baked cookies;
impregnating faire German frualien maidens whose granddaughters
were ***** in the city streets by Pakistani gangs; Wagner would have thrown up on the spot; Kraftwerk are millionaires;
no one knows it's the Arab Spring all over again but this time it's on ur street; this is not **** Germany it's a lunatics's paradise; freedom is a free-for-all or hadn't u noticed; deash dashing for the border racing Mexicans and North Koreans to the round earth's never ending tequila sundown
facing east to **** in one-another's faces
anything goes; anything goes on television except
curse words planting suggestions of the most obscene kind;
who are they kidding? wheres' my AR-15!