One King, Two King—Three King, Four…

Keith,
Is an ‘orrible,
Bastard!

Where did,
All the flowers go?

Tits McGee.
Chesty LaRue.
Pawnography,
And a pile of shit.

Trans rights,
Are human rights.
And so too,
Are the rights,
Of little girls,
Not to see your dick,
In women’s,
Changing rooms,
A’man’da!

Wilhelmina,
Was a sloshpot,
Who sucked dick,
For a key of,
Marching powder.

Wisdom,
For the weak.
Strength,
For the stupid.
Riches,
For the idle.
Poverty,
For the grafters.

They wish upon stars,
That long since died,
But the light,
Still reaches their gaze.
For now…