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A Poem by Leon Agnew

A pretty poem for pretty times.


The clinic is busting

With fat teenage girls

With dumb, stupid parents

All looking for


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The freshest fruit

Of pregnancy

Is the miscarriage


And in the back

They rip it out

Bloody fetus

Visceral sack

Meat and bones

Just barely alive

Grind it down

The screaming souls

Tear through the hearts

But still they roll

The bloody flesh

Into the dough



Holy devil

Poison ice

But yet we consume it

Knowing the cost

We know the truth

But all is lost.

© 2010 Leon Agnew

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quite a way to describe abortion.

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Tags: abortion, stupidity, cannibalism, monstrous


Leon Agnew
Leon Agnew

Cincinnati, OH

Born in Ohio. Isn't dead yet. Writes stories about people. Honest stories about people. The world's nasty, and I'm a part of it. So are you. Tell your friends about me, and you'll make my day. more..

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