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A Poem

By Mother CombsPublished 3 years ago • Updated 3 years ago • 1 min read
Image by Birgit Böllinger from Pixabay

You’re so bogus

Putting forth your sham

You Great Pretender

With your faux greetings

And counterfeit character

You spend your days accusing people

Of the things you do to them

You are a thief and a liar

You racist imposter

Who spreads rumors about those

You can’t manipulate

You’re a role player in

Your simulated universe

Where nothing is your fault

But other players' faults

Those who worship you

They are blind to your waffling

Those who see you for what you are

Just want to get away from you

With this narrative, I purge you

From my system, and put your

Poison behind me

May you and your minion rot



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About the Creator

Mother Combs

Come near, sit a spell, and listen to tales of old as I sit and rock by my fire. I'll serve you some cocoa and cookies as I tell you of the time long gone by when your Greats-greats once lived.

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    Written by Mother Combs