ColumnsFiction & PoetryLifestyleIndignity of a Sorry Mandate ―A Rage at The Wicked
It’s actually your dumb head for me. How you think to be hailed ‘The I Am That I Am’ How you envisage being praised ‘Baba hum baba hum’. Look at your fatty neck Suffocating your wind pipe, Full of stolen funds- The one you alleged to a monkey. Oh poor monkey. Even this DRUM you call belly could pass for a parachute Come to think of it how does your tiny anus bear the...









