Stink of True

My feet stink
Like
Chocolate wine
Addressed my
Header to
No one faker
In particular
My throat spits up
Your marbled
Defecation
Your child shall now
Use it
And turn it into
A kind of
Decoration
My chest contains no gold
I threw it out
I deliberately withdrew
All of
My fictional
Assets then took a
BIG DUMP ON THEM
By which I mean I dropped excrement
Excrement! Now they stink of true Democracy!