How low can someone
Stoop
In an already sickening
Society
In the west coast.
Where evil are winds
Brewing
From the west
Where the winds
Of San Bernardino
Punishes with forest fires
On a yearly bases.
Where land slide
Cleanses the demonic grounds
They dwell upon.
Where quakes
Bury their hideous
Secrets.
Unwanted news
Is carried on the wings
Of vultures
And flesh eating buzzards
Heading east bound
Ahead of darkening
Storms
And on vortexes
Of destructive tornados.
Of an abomination
Or the "Bride of Frankenstein"
Being awarded
A prestigious coronation
Reserved specifically
For real beautiful women
"The Woman Of The Year"
Award.
Shame on that none
Entity magazine
For going against
The Grain.....
I guess it's all about
Money and Ratings
Because it's not about
Common sense.
What, me worry? Foolishness is what foolishness does. Isn't it wonderful that we live in a world where foolishness (a magazine catering to a small segment of society) is allowed to flourish without repercussion.
Poets arise! Point out all the abominations against, "common sense."
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Poets arise! Point out all the abominations against, "common sense."
Ron
Love ya!
Jane