filled with tacks

not with taxes

noisome empty 'barrels'

beaten with drumsticks

and hobnailed truncheons

and steel-capped boots

and a spiked

pink fur codpiece

with a fluffy

Yo dear!

full of thumbtacks

to stick their

sharp pointy ends

for a  millionth

time, into the

soft white underbellies

of purple frogs

which hop about

yet have devious

intentions that ooze

sludge like thoughts

running down river

of untreated sewage

from obese bankers

stinking to high-heavens

from hyperproductive glands