The Worst - Poem by Brian Goddard
He was the worst,
A mind controlling freak with a thirst for blood,
He never thirst,
After all who does after merely kicking his baby into the mud.
He was a dad,
He burnt down a house and went to jail,
He was bad,
I don't think he'll bail.
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