Hatred floats above us
Bounced from satellites
and carried by
principalities
Into inertopian homes,
Fouling eyes and souls
with each fallen frame.
When the graceless
baiting ceases,
she brings the misery
to a shameless end
by calling the viewer "friend".
3 comments:
self portrait? you're a little critical I think.
Come on, it's Nancy Grace sans the helmet hair wig.
Her usual foaming at the mouth has graduated to frothing. She can't help it; she has chillens now. Why isn't she on FOX with Beck?
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