WAR is so obviously
effortlessly
manically
panicky (like you, you OVER emotional
mistress fine who had the devil
dine 3 Xs and more a day on
YOUR
dishes divine)
[and sometimes without
asking EITHER that NO GOOD
pleaser couldn't eat,
or rather pet, a pussy
cat to save his EVER
LIVING LIFE]
have I mentioned
HOW VERY SMALL his tiny, gherkin
-sized penis is?
Best friend SOLANGE
said it should go hard A-AND
stay that way the rest of his
life.
how would those politically
corrupt harbingers of WAR
feel about him teaching his daughters
then?
If the lust in his ever-
so-tiny,
so icky sticky shiny tiny
gherkin BRAIN
told them true how he
constantly wanted to F-L-S-D their
sweet girls of G-O-D?
would they still rush to defend
the tiny rapist prick
if it swelled stiff
lipped, a bayonet, a patriotic flag of
his
mindful perversion???
Would they poison the well then?
would his kin?
I have news for you,
dear
The answer is ever so Dr.
Seuss like.
"They already have."
And WAR,
in case you forgot,
is so clearly
NOT
The answer.