You <br />lowly sack of <br />Bloated purple <br />fish guts, <br />Seething in <br />a <br />maggot onion <br />stew. <br />Like a horse drawn <br />Cart <br />of manure laden <br />dog food, <br />ground into tomato <br />rotten soup. <br />Your a manufactured piece of <br />Lava lipped excrement <br />Like the drippings <br />from a whore <br />After 20 sailor’s through. <br />I wouldn’t mind, <br />If before you died <br />Unmarked they <br />Buried you.<br /><br />David DeSantis<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-sunny-poem-about-daffodils-unicorns-and-butterflies/
