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April A.

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Poem "Big Knobs' Dicks":
- published November 4, 2009
- viewed 27 times

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»Big Knobs' Dicks«

by April A.

You pray to angels with dirty wings,
Buy mercy and sell it,
Your rotten selfishness fucking stinks,
Dozens of cities smell it.
Your dirty sluts own golden cunts,
Justice smells just like dough,
Bribes, euro-bucks and some public stunts
At crusty First Channel's shows.

Your cash green eyes and your whiskey blood
Rule pointless decisions,
You, big knobs' dicks, are too deep in mud
Far beyond your own vision.
Newspapers vomit your ugly words,
Your promises are inflated,
The laws have turned into global swords,
The world is humiliated.

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Christopher Kudyahakudadirwe: "Nausiatic! Reminds me of Ayi Kwei Armah's The Beautiful Ones Are Yet Born. If this is the world you are experiencing April, it is disgusting and abominable. Well expressed!"
Laura Arman: "I love this very well consrtucted!!!"

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