Vulture Vulgarian
Speech of a drunken sailor,
muttering foul things ...
utterly gutter manure color
Filthy thoughts sent virus airborne,
dirty mind intimations tattooed on
She’s a vulture vulgarian —
Carcass breath
spreads her dead bosom infection
Unrefined manners, coarse habits
Crude behavior ill-defines
her pagan talk, smutty actions
Obscene gestures is this wench heifer’s
favorite, non-verbal expression
Her unclean vocal droppings
is a flirty cow pasture indiscretion
O’ witchy woman, so vulture vulgarian
Your condor exhalation
is cemetery-grade, crypt vapor carrion
Speech of a drunken turn-key,
muttering vile things ...
words detestable, ought not be
Deplorable lip belches sent coldly, nether bound —
a putrid place, wherein is only the hot slug sound
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2019
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