I have not seen someone so kind
Nor someone so pure
Oh, truly, you're an angel
Yet surround yourself with whores.
Oh, a whore such as I
Deserves your mercy, not
For when the heavens called my name
I forever fought.
Whore yourself to angels!
A brothel in the sky
Every serpent in the land
Will truly come alive
Whore yourself to angels!
And if God protest
Then whore yourself to him
And do what you do best!
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Poetry Sucks: a poetry collection
PoetryA collection of poems written by a dingus who doesn't know how to write poetry. All of these are public domain so you can use 'em in your TikToks or on your MySpace pages. This mainly consists of: -Serious poetry -Vent poetry and, most importantly ...
