by Terd Macchio
You are the illegal immigrant
who stowed away in my fenced-in,
moat-protected country of
a heart.
You hide away in my lugubrious,
artery strewn organ doing all of
my most hated, demeaning work
for next to nothing.
And I love you for it.
But I swear to fucking God
if I ever find you I will kick
you the hell out because this
is America, dammit.
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Terd Macchio is a patriot, dammit.
Metaphors and Patriotism
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this one is good. i like this one, you guys!
ReplyDeleteFirst of all, your grammar is poorly, and you call yourself an American. Well try having a better grammar and being more intellectual in your verses, and then I may consider you a proud a American. Not only an American, who calls himself an American, and cannot be a good writer. This example makes me think that people like you are just drop-outs from school.
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