War poem 7

Oh lord

I can't believe I'm bored

Already with this war

As it’s stored

With a destructive chord

On the dumb keyboard

in my mental ward

Am I floored

Out-soared, out-poured and

Out-gored already

Morally corrupted

– That no one can afford –

By this fake Voldemort?

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