They gush and drool

like perfect fools

picking the bones of my poetry dry.


Inciteful precision gets

their goat.  Instead, they want to

emote over bronzed crocodile tears.


Think out-of-the-box?

What a wicked little fox to

commit such a heinous crime.


Stick to the form and shovel

that norm. We should all

know by now, that

to suck is to succeed.

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