once upon a time
there was a white
racist poet awsome
wells dickinson
a small dick in his
hand he held ..
poems he began to
churn..masturbating
his sorrow out of
turn.. he got the
fright of his life
when he was told
to stamp his snowy
ass the dark brown
beggar poet had
returned ..
so much to unlearn
what you sow is
what you earn..
if not here in hell
wells dickinson
awesomely
you will burn
running after your
baby bum natives
with bow and arrows
water guns ,,
a white racist poet on the run..
