Bastards
There are bastards in the world,
too many of them for my liking,
but they don’t care about my likes
or dislikes for they are bastards.
Bastards!!
Hollowed out beings filled with a
pus green aura of
disdain.
Bastards!!
Scumbags, callous miscreants,
lousy, scuzzball, son-of-a-bit-chin,
sleazebag weasels.
Bastards!!
Villainous,
snake in the grass rogues,
reprobate swine, spineless, jellylike,
amorphous lowlife scoundrels,
Bastards!!
John G. Lawless
2/3/2013
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2023
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