poem a day 2

Title:
"to the areshole
who, while my back was turned,
inked a deosil swastika
on my counter,
witten to him or her
in a language that they
would easily understand"

Poem:
U don't haf the balz 2 make it any largr then the wimpy-ass quartr incnh + even f U did U woulndt even do t while im looking et U bitsh