“Peas”–a poem by John Wayne Gacy
Peas
by John Wayne Gacy
I eat my peas with honey,
I’ve done it all my life.
It might sound rather funny,
But it covers up the stench of the bodies buried in the crawlspace.
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If you enjoyed that, you may be amused by this limerick.
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