kry

kry

A Poem by keith
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kry kry kry

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kry


the fake crocodile tears flood his every word and i find i'm wanting to puke then thinking 'hhmmmmm? 

gator tail bites!


HELLYEAH!


i haven't made a new years resolution in 60 + years.

that is until a week ago. 

i fell victim to a self-inflicted guilt trip 

that quickly evolved into a 

grift of my own making!

all from using the word f**k. 


i even went to substitution spelling ... fuk phuk phuck.


didn't work! all it took was another donnie boy quote 


POW! one of these days alice, to the moon!

https://youtu.be/98qw86DsdZ0?t=28


still gonna at the very least think about entertaining a suggestion of being 'kinder and gentler' towards those i have ... never mind!


NOT!

FAT CHANCE THAT! 


won't work 

FUK TRUMP! 

and his 

FAKE AZZ EVERYTHING!


peace out


FUK PHUK PHUCK
FUK
TRUMP!

© 2025 keith


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Added on January 5, 2025
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who i am, what i be ... i write about that from which many shy. i am not afraid. i know the costs of living life for all it's worth. i am but complicatedly simple. i sing the words of no fear and ce.. more..