Free Porn?
Where are the pens clenched in fists?
So many sentimental sobs
roll across the page
leaving dilute rivulets of
watery lettering
Profound rage is not outrage
It can’t be controlled
The pen is mightier than the sword
But both stab, and the sword
Is mightier
When the pens have no ink
And all they scribble is
Free Porn.
Sorry if you were expecting something else you dirty, dirty dog. ;)
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