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burnt my tongue
on acid spittle
felt the torque
slam me a little
Scratched lung
inhaled brittle
Rich man bung
Legal acquittal
Song is sung
full rebuttal
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Paul Stewart
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Comments (6)
I love this! There are a million interpretations running around my brain at once 😁 I love love love when that happens! Seriously brilliant use of language. This blows my mind that’s it’s only 26 words. Well done!
This was witty or maybe it is the mood I’m on today but I really connected with this Brilliant Paul,
This felt like a funeral to me. I'm so sorry if I am wayyyyy off 😅
Yeah, we get it, lol. Still fun.
Oooh, I sense the cleverness in these lines...Poison, perhaps? Medical condition? Perhaps something...untoward...thrown in? ("Rich man bung | Legal acquittal") You're playing with abstract poetry today and it's very fun to experience, pal. ;)
Very clever...now go see a doctor!