The Virus: Madness Poem by Lamar Cole

The Virus: Madness



Sylvester was really pissed off.
He went into the store with a realistic looking fake toy gun.
And threatened to shoot anyone who hoarded toilet paper.
He was guarding the toilet paper like a lion with a kill.
Store security was able to subdue him.
And turn him over to the police.
Having no toilet paper to wipe his butt had driven him mad.

Wednesday, April 1, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: people
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