" Its" " Like" 241 Poem by sean north

" Its" " Like" 241



ITSliek 241
kill the father
kill the son

and while we busy
lets kill mom

$ure as those
paws
poured all over 'thi$'

$ure as those
jaws
jawed all over tHI$.

kill the father
kill the $on
'ITS' 'LIKE' 241

Saturday, September 28, 2019
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