Cult Lickers Poem by Francie Lynch
Cult Lickers
Cult Lickers
Cult lickers are exclusive.
They're not black or brown,
But Greene with envy, marginalized at every turn.
They don't shut-up Gaetz, so the sheeple meedly escape.
They claim to be God-fearin', but they'll never cross the Jordan.
Like graham crackers, they are spineless, dry wankers.
And if you're randy, Paul, you've finally found your anchor.
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4/30/2024 1:09:46 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Bravo! Storm the stupidity with poetry! !