S**t For Brains

Anti-Drug Poem...

You never knew the large intestine of the titan would be a dark stool sanctuary 

but here we are, lost with the alligators of the sewer

You thought needles, injections and snorts from the demonic pig pen would be a vortex of no return

But that's just a product of the obese reptilians

There's a cockatrice sized light bulb that's waiting to crash into you

This wholesome crash and burn is a positive one

Reviews

[Red Brick Keshner]

Smashing first line. And the grime and toil of the succeeding ones that all buttress up to the title.