You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
*hops up and down on bed with a fistful of candy*
YOU'RE NOT THE BOSS OF ME NOW AND YOU'RE NOT SO BIG
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Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead