UniqueA Poem by Kenneth The Poet
Drum circle falsehood,
Vatican mission piffle, a unique admixture that makes a special brand of bullshit, one that makes no sense. Bullshit always comes in a plethora of hues, a huge range of browns. S**t dyed a range of colors still smells and tastes like manure, waste, dung, S**T! © 2011 Kenneth The PoetReviews
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3 Reviews Added on October 29, 2011 Last Updated on October 29, 2011 AuthorKenneth The PoetBismarck, NDAboutKenneth The Poet is an optimist wrapped in the candy shell of moroseness and cynicism. He lives between the two parallels marked 46 and 49, all while living in the state marked 39. He pretends that he.. more.. |

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