Daddy Revisited
No more swastikas -
you're with Daddy now.
When father sneezes,
Dachau odes are sprayed
onto sandpaper.
Linen tissues
glaze his black horns.
Dish rags polish
obtuse pitchforks.
Papa squirms
in a bag
full of God.
Achoo!
Ach, du
Die!
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