sleepy-eyed orange butt-troll
effecting fart-storms in the lower air
toxic entertainer
of degenerates
fast-food fascist
bag
of adipocere
sick bird fat
from years
of eating garbage
* i am talking to you *
...i get it i really do
i understand why they love your guts!
they remember as i do too
a broken-down fun-house
at some amusement park or fair
to which a deep and inexplicable
infinitely painful nostalgia
attaches
identify strongly with all that abuse
even in mad old age
and in your rage
you will never try to rob them of that thing
in their fists
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