A bunch of Garbledy stuck in your Gums?
Why can't you speak? Too many opinions?
All about you--you and your Golddigging
You called your wife a Slut on Television?
The one who holds up your version of Scum?
The part that actually knows inner peace.
The one you never honored in the least.
For she is your Sponsor and your Arm Toy
But she still pays the bills like a Doctor?
Speaking of which are you up to date Boy?
Have you been to the Doctor for cussing?
Are you still Hollow where a Heart once was?
This Sonnet is a Fictional Work. Any perceived, apparent, or implied relationship to entities or persons is coincidental.