Hark Poetry Bullies I Await
Cast your bad words to any poem
I will squish you like a bug
Hurt my poetry peep’s it will be your end
I am the master of bad words
My fly Swatter
Will squish you like a bug
Copyright © Bobby May | Year Posted 2019
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