in horrendously malodorous site
a disgust to human sight
is the creation of their utopia
a place they could live for a while
where they doze upon leftover victuals
with nauseating vestige streams
decayed fruits, staled quenchers,
expired goods, dead varmints,
excrements, vomits, rotten meat
and other sickening viands
but the rain of the sky and the
heat of the sun causes death
that's why they hide in darkness
until they grow pretty
with wings.
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