Surprise! ~ Wednesday, July 9, 2025

Arthur was a rich, twisted fuck, for sure
recently, he married his twin sister
the fact that Joy really likes sex was good
happily, for them both, there is no cure
understanding his lifestyle, his choices
recently, she wrote the word sinister

Victory in a bottle, set in wood
ask her if she loves him, she says, pshaw
nobody knows their mother heard voices

Rich and famous scandal, The New York Times
entered arbitration for a libel
notably concerning their wedding, crimes
set in stone against society, sell
serious op-ed pieces by the shah
editorials regarding the rich
liquid assets lifestyle, inheritance
attracts in wealthy children, their values
entertain working class readers, the switch
recently, for nephews of Dolton Pope

kings and queens of the party scene who dance
naked in public places, in red shoes
ordinarily get arrested, seems
wicked amounts of baksheesh offers hope
sick fuck nepo babies need for the win

cough-cough, Sweet Leaf, Colombian coca
offers Arthur beans, Original Sin
fallen scion of coffee, Gabe Mocha
frequents the Van Rensselaer home, his dreams
enchanted by this strange ménage à trois
egregious wealth acquires plantations

bittersweet love triangle ends in death
ends in editorials, mauvaise foi
acquired wealth lacks management skills, stations
necessary to sustain strong nations
swimming in a pool, she breathed her last breath

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