The Deadly Dead Dentifrice A.K.A. Mr. Toothpaste. - Poem by teal sky
Brought froM a store brand new
me was inside mY packet blue
which Someone tore in shreds a few
these man-iacs are savages me knew.
me was then kePt In a plastic stand
theRe was a toothpaste of dIfferent brand
his crown was losT, he couldn't WIthstand
the feLony of humans, their fierce hands.
me was then totaLed and tortured in pain
they Twisted my neck, they emptied my contAin
they recKlessly trapped my tears they gained
on my dEathbed, their brushy cane.
me now Void, waiting to diE
they all will come, after eatiNG thEir pie
And when they'll fiNd, my empty inside
i've to ConfidE, i'll be denied.
*as i published this poem, dying Mr.toothpaste got furious and left a threatening message in the poem, what is the message? ? ? ?
hint: _+focus on CAPITALS +_:
Poet's Notes about The Poem
He will be remembered my his fellow paste-mates.Here is his autobiographic poem.
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