Me
An explosion of confusion
A mass of destruction
A penetrating problem that is what I am
The piece of poo that keeps floating to the top
The piercing ring
A monotone drop.
I am one with anger
I am one with despair
I am one with the liars who disappear down there.
The Bermuda triangle looks like a puppy next to me
I'm a wee bit repulsive
and a lot a bit naive.
I make people vomit
I eat my feet a lot
I itch like a wound beginning to clot.
Rip out your eyes
Curse from here to there
That is what happens when I walk in anywhere
An explosion of confusion
A mass of destruction
A penetrating problem that is what I am.
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