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American Fury.
Enshrouded, immaculately, back the fuck up mistakes.
Called upon as usual,dictating the world.
Lacking loves pure shake.
Between the soil,lay Gardenia flowered,
beaten torn role.
Bitch in the socks.
Fuck-off.
Go back where you belong.
No one wants the likes of you around.
Junkie monkey.
Two Germans called her a monkey.
She wasn't sure what junkie meant.
Never heard that word before.as usual,she ignored.
Slowly walking towards the shop front door.
But before she opens her drawers.
She gives the Germans a little Twerk.
She hung out with the Truth.
American fury.
©SukiSushiCrown.16-11-2023.
Called upon as usual,dictating the world.
Lacking loves pure shake.
Between the soil,lay Gardenia flowered,
beaten torn role.
Bitch in the socks.
Fuck-off.
Go back where you belong.
No one wants the likes of you around.
Junkie monkey.
Two Germans called her a monkey.
She wasn't sure what junkie meant.
Never heard that word before.as usual,she ignored.
Slowly walking towards the shop front door.
But before she opens her drawers.
She gives the Germans a little Twerk.
She hung out with the Truth.
American fury.
©SukiSushiCrown.16-11-2023.
Published 16th Nov 2023
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