What Rhymes Do Their Verses Meter?

What rhymes do their verses hiss?
What arena of poetry is this
where verses are written with pus and piss,
critiques are mistaken urine/stool analyses?

What arena of poetry is this
where art and fart make laudable rhyme,
critiques are mistaken urine/stool analyses?
Where blindness is the meter of time?

Where art and fart make laudable rhyme,
maps are cobwebs, a form of sacrilege
where blindness is the meter of time.
What illusions can those empty eyes pledge?

Maps are cobwebs, a form of sacrilege
Their poetry, a cheap showcase of gossip and piss?
What illusions can those empty eyes pledge?
What rhymes do their verses hiss?

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