I Love Tv Poem by poem whore

I Love Tv



men I have killed their lifes I dream
I am sick of what you call reality
my fellow american's you sicken me
fat and lazy watching your TV
my friends, strangers too you
have given all so that you can sue,
drink and eat until you get screwed too
that is death I speak of my their isn't a chanel for that
we deserve too fall flat on are butts, rebuild and stop asking
can you do that.

Thursday, September 8, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: sick
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