A new artform has been developed by antifa terrorists. The Bullet Haiku! Thirty Aught Poetry.
Here are some recent samples found etched into brass casings.
A Bullet Haiku,
Carved in a 30 aught 6.
My life has meaning.
Here’s a bleak bullet,
It rushes towards the fascist.
Death, how sweet it is.
How good the feeling,
Of being better than you!
Eat this now and die.
Charlie boy, Charlie!
Take this, you fascist scumbag!
Now let’s get some more.
Once, twice, and once more!
Kill a Commie! Wait, that’s us.
Let’s try that again.
Of course, it’s not all blood, guts, and cartridge poetry. Antifas can be romantic, too!
To my dear girlfriend,
You are the one I adore.
Marry me! Or die...
Isn’t that sweet?
I’m sure there will be a Nobel prize in this category soon.
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