For Christ's sake,
you human beings
are even more pathetic than I thought.
I criticize you heavily,
insult you outright,
call your children stupid,
and even make fun of your hilarious weight problem,
and still you’re too lazy
to fight back.
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- Hilton Hightower is half-man, half-robot, half-carnivorous ninja pirate, but all poet. With over 30,000 poems written in his lifetime covering topics ranging from circus food to the labor divisions of modern America, Hilton manages to capture the anger of a man torn between his love of laughing gas and his hatred of hot dogs. This page features exclusive poetry written by the man Poem Critic magazine once called "Ginsberg dug up and reanimated with juices from the Devil's refrigerator."
2 comments:
Did you critize me? Insult me? Call my children stupid? Make fun of my weight problem?
I didn't think so.
Perhaps you should criticize our state of denial as well. Cuz when I read criticism of humans, I just figured you were talking about everyone but me.
Even though I am quite fat and lazy.
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