A poem a day - Angered

A friend of 10 years work to speak

Comments driving madness out of pecker beak

What rights do they have

Personal rights for laughs?

Just because comedians are funny

Does concur pedestrians as filthy

They are not drive by subjects

Coining to be as murder suspects

A victim of murder has no rights

To join their blister laughing demise

Have them shut up

Shut up

Lies, putrid lies coming out of a dead person

Me? The murderer, the bold audacity!

A friend of 10 years! Suddenly claiming for certain

This is not funny!

Their mother died by rotten hands

My own are clean for charity

Their father’s smiles beheaded

Whereas mine are clear and proper

BELIEVE ME!

OH BELIEVE ME!

What evidence is on my person?

What incidence incites me, a villain?

I am an eminence of good will for charity

Not a sacrifice for comedic parody!

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Police: the victim is the murderer, we apologize for falsely suspecting you.

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