An Unexpected Turn of Events–Went Untold In Carlisle

Spongy in texture.
Frothy in nature.
Dexterous in appearance.
Oaken in aroma.
A wilted flower,
Some might say,
But not me.
I think it’s shit!

Your revenge,
Sweet as it may feel,
Shan’t last,
And you will be,
The one who suffers,
When all is said,
And done.

Ladel on the cheese;
Spread it thick,
Like your lies,
And barbed platitudes.
Rise from the ashes,
Of despair.

Win again the day,
Like you once did,
But be modest,
And noble,
In victory.

Oops!
I just shat,
My pants…

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