Straight To HellA Poem by PeteIf ever I was sure that someone was coming to help me, I should run like hell. - Thoreauthinking it strange the deck chairs on the titanic you did rearrange it wasn't enough to derange you bought my soulhaving the gall and audacity to tell god to keep the change damn you satan convincing with a forked tongue that the gate hinge which is crooked you will some day get around to straighten © 2024 PeteAuthor's Note
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