CNN Victim Scrambles Like a Wounded FOXA Poem by Nobody.(|)
Sojourned from a dirty clandestine cubbyhole, tattletale gospel zings toward you like a zip-line hippo. Felonious bone-hawkers flock to see your clock stop. You pop a mint into your gaping face-wound to hide the viscous gob-rot that plagues the front pages of your limited lexicon. But, the lyrical pus is already trickling your bust like sweat on a summertime soda bottle.
(||) Full throttle, the righteously indignant fleas suck incriminating goober-jelly from your throbby jugular and vomit that filth back up in bite-sized bullshit clusters onto the rollicking red ribbon that snakes across the bottom of every newscaster’s pixilated portrait. You have the right to look stupid while your runny jiggler is lambasted with rubber hose facts stacked higher than Snoop Dog’s entourage. The political carnage is fascinatingly horrid. And, somehow, naughtily charged with underground sexual innuendo and fidgety schoolboy kink.
(|||) Fear not my lipid-dribbling liar of fiend. I will fetch my holy steam shovel to scrape your roadkill remains from the publicized summer pavement. And, I will gladly tuck you back under the fancy name-plated tombstone from which you were birthed. Soon, you can go back to skulking around lighted windows at the local coed dorm with your fat digits fiddling in your pocket and a pair of pink panties clinched in your teeth.
(|/) Don’t be sad. You are no more cursed than the next nutty flotsam that rises to the surface. Eventually, you’ll all be flushed. Then, perhaps, we can begin to heal. When will you evil little creatures learn to keep your hush? Don't do it again. This'll be the last buttermilk bath I give you. Next time, I'll be tossing rocks at your head with the rest of the lesser sinners. © 2011 Nobody.Author's Note
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