WAR

Word Count: 121

I believe in life, death, resurrection, rebirth, Irish fiddles, things flying high around the sky, babies being born unalive, and a little twiddle diddle that sings to die.
Let the rebirth unfold so that those who showned the unborn dome
Let their head shot blown by a Ray Town gnome.
The west wind shot out of a cannon by a banshee banished by Steve Bannon,
And lay thick into a six inch bitch that got sucked on by two thousand dicks,
BC Buddha wished it.
From the east, the Chinese fleet, nuclear armed and bombed out of their niece,
Fell flat to tease an Aboriginal Reese’s Pieces tongue tied tasted Disney wasted asshole faced Mickey Mouse taste. RIP TO THE WEST.