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Feb 8
he rounded the liar's bend
falling into pointless cruelty
it made him feel special
     hey- how much cruelty did it take to make you feel special?!?
for years he went on
kicking puppies in the dark
spitting on women while they slept
spouting senseless accusations at hapless bystanders

until one day
he found a willing **** to return the abuse
he so knew he deserved
     it was love at first curse wasn't it?!?
off he went with her
henpecked and bruised
still kicking and screaming
into the sweet misery he sought

he was never heard from again
though a mound in his missus garden would suggest
she had the last word
Written by
owls at dawn
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