NarcA Poem by Julia LedoThe art community is in an uproarYou make my cheeks a shade of pink Anish Kappor isnt allowed to use But darn it if someone didn't just buy him a bottle. So the pink doesn't mean a thing And I think... no I know You don't think much of my pink either. You'd use it to coat your middle finger To give the world the bird All just a silly petty game And the sad part is Im the narc that gave it to you. © 2017 Julia Ledo |
StatsAuthorJulia LedoMAAboutI write sappy things, sentimental things, mushy love things, and sometimes I write good stuff. Eat your heart out tough guy more..Writing
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