A quickie, but a goody!

Earlier this week we were asked to write a simile/metaphor poem based upon an ex. Here's what I pieced together within two seconds.

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By: Michael T. Flanders

My ex is the tampon anti-Christ, the embodiment of forgetfulness and unhygienic habits, and as tyrannical as Darth Vader, like a Dark Lord of Vaginal Control.

I hope you enjoyed this snipit of nothingness. Was it good for you?