A spawn is born, illuminated by
Its designers' smiles, soundstruck
against infant affirmations.
Deaf-eared + blind-eyed
senses stuck, a worldly wimp reviled
all falls foiled, follies "why'd?"
with coarse core, a jeremy kyle child.
with displeasure made to measure
+ spittoon to spill one's liquid lies into
cumbersome cunts fawning more than facebook fucks
mugged of grace + shrug'd aside
satan's shy embrace
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