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Turd Burglar

Oh king of bullshit
what crap are you spewing now
you spin words into turds
making poop soup
defecating on life
leaving meadow muffins in my mind
excrement oozes from you're lips
leaving droppings for unsuspecting passerby's
a steaming hot pile is all you have
throwing colon cannon balls at anyone who nears
shooting ass apples from you're mouth doesn't make you Isaac Newton

 
  
Written by nikkimoe
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