Veracious Sledgehammer

by Cadence Beret


She was made of malleable iron
Had been bent by malicious hammers
For too long pounded by vicious evil
She was no longer extendable
And so all the righteous fuckers
Who thought she was alienable
      quickly learned that transactions
      were no longer the actions
      with which they could toy and play with

All that could now been seen
Was enraged veracity
The malleable iron
With which she was once made of
Dented and bent for far too long
Now turned into a sledgehammer
      a behemoth compared to
      what had once been thrown
      at her for far too long


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