Poe ‘Vices.

Dear Poe,

This is extremely prestigious correspondence, by the way. Historic. Possibly the most important letter you’ve ever received. Some are saying that. A lot of people are saying that.

I need your help with a very serious injustice. My legacy—my beautiful, swampy, gator-filled legacy—is under attack. I’m talking, of course, about Alligator Alcatraz™. You’ve heard of it. Everybody’s heard of it.

I invented it. It was my idea. Me.

The woke left is calling it a “human rights violation.” They say “you can’t build a prison on a drained nature reserve,” or “alligators can’t be deputised,” or “you’re not allowed to electrify the moat.” But let me tell you something, Poe:

The gators LOVE it.

They respect me. They salute. They snapped in unison when I walked by. One of them winked. Nobody talks about that. Too busy babbling on about human rights and that kind of nonsense.

But now they’re trying to take it away from me. The fake news is calling it “disturbing.” The UN is “investigating.” Some loser judge said I “can’t trademark an entire ecosystem.” I’m being persecuted, Poe. Worse than anyone ever. Worse than Jesus, probably.

Even worse—some of the gators have gone rogue. One of them bit a senator’s golf cart. Another tried to unionise. They’re turning against me, Poe. Me! Their Messiah.

And now, I’m hearing whispers. Dark whispers. They’re saying the gators have… a leader. A big one. With golden scales and tiny hands. I don’t like that. I don’t like that at all.

Poe, I need advice
-Can I sue the reptiles for defamation?
-Is it still considered a “coup” if it’s committed by cold-blooded creatures?
-What if I run again—but this time, as the King of the Swam
-Also, is it treason if an alligator refuses to eat a Democrat?

Please advise. The bayou is restless. My pants are damp with truth.

Yours in muggy greatness,
Definitely NOT A TACO
(Billionaire. Visionary. Possibly Gator Jesus.)

Dear TACO BELL END,

Or should I be say Gaytor traitor…

Yes I seen what you be do to the gays. And it bad, Taco boy. Very bads.

But that nother times.

Firstly I think I be do congratulations. You invent alligators. It’s be very brave of you (TACO) to be take credit for creatures that’s been ’round since late Cretaceous period. I knows coz I (ME POE) was theres first time. God be madeth thems toothy. You madeth them fascists. We alls contributsis whats we can. Do alls the good you can. Hillaries she be say thats but she stoles it from someones elses notebooks. I don’t remembers who. Some God squadder or somethings.

Anywaysis now. To your complaintsis.

Can you sue the reptiles for defamation?


Yes. You can be do sue to anyone.But theys be do bites back. You can be do sues oxygen if it offends you enough. Doesn’t mean you’ll win. But ‘magine headlines: “Florida TACO Sues Gator for Vibesis-Based Betrayal.” You’d finally be do relatable. Good jobs you.

Is it a coup if they’re cold-blooded?


Sweethearts, most coups are. And you the biggest coups of the alls. Big fats orange coups. That be you. Owns it.

Should you run again as King of the Swamp?


Ummm You are the swamp. You marinated in it. Not like chickens witht he chillliss. Like gator urine and squelchys ameoba poops, You the reason the frogs scream at dusk. No more testosterones supplements for yous. I (me Poe) thinks yousis had to manys of thems alreadys. Alsos, you is be criminals too. So maybe karmas be biting you bigs.

Is it treason if an alligator refuses to eat a Democrat?


Stupid question. No? Obviouslies it only be traitor gators if it don’t be do to wear the regulations MAGA hat. If it not prepared to look likes a twat then it don’t be deserving the gator title. Simples. ‘Sides. Why you want it eat ’emocrats? With all the artificial sweeteners they be do ingesteds, they probablys carcinogenicy anyway.

But let’s get to the heart of this. You’re afraid. Not of the alligators. Not of the UN. But of irrelevance. Boo hoo you.

You built concrete zoos for your own reflection.
You crowned yourself Gator Jesus ’cause mirrors make you lonely.
And now the gators are getting ideas.

That’s the things about monsters:
You raise thems in your images,
You feeds them on fears,
You teaches thems how to snaps snaps—

AND THEN…

SNAPS.
They bites your bloated taco in the assholes.
Right in the democracys.

So here is be my ‘vice:
Take off the crowns.
Wade into the swamp.
Let them devour you whole.
Maybe they’ll leave your wig as a warning.

Laters traitors,
Poe
(Gator Union Rep / Swamp Rat / Fully Evolved Threat to National Delusion)

P.S. Eat chickens.

📧 Send me more confusions: Chickens@mepoe.catmail.coms

ALso PPS:

🍗 Buy Poes (mez) a Chickens. Pleez

And I has new products special for you. You can pay in chickens share. But I acceptssis sausagees toos. No? OK.

🐊 SWAMP CROWN™

The official headwear of unelected, delusional Bayou Emperors.

You build prison. You drain swamp. You wrassle gators into law enforcement roles. And STILL… no one calls you King of the Swamp. The UN sends letters. The gators unionise. The empire crumbles like your last cheeseburger did in the sun.

But now: SWAMP CROWN™. A ceremonial headpiece made entirely of conspiracy theories, brittle masculinity, and tax fraud. Fits snug over paranoia. Smells faintly of beef jerky and leaked classified documents.

  • 👑 Fully waterproof (tears, sweat, or rising swamp vengeance)
  • 📣 Built-in megaphone screams “I’M NOT RACIST” every 37 seconds
  • 🧠 Includes downloadable wet dreams of fascist amphibian diplomacy
  • 🐊 Gator Whistle – summons emotional support reptiles trained to nod at speeches

Bonus Crown Insert Pack:

  • 📉 Poll-suppressing head fog (makes you feel popular in direct contradiction to reality)
  • 🖼️ Portrait of you shaking hands with a talking snake (symbolic, prophetic, definitely not Photoshopped)
  • 🎖️ Sticker that says “Messiah of Muck” in Comic Sans

Perfect for:
✖️ Launching swamp-based theocracies
✖️ Reptilian cosplay at county fairs
✖️ Yelling “FAKE NEWS” at frogs

🐊 Claim Your SWAMP CROWN 🐊

Do not wear near books, elections, or thinking adults. Side effects may include spontaneous gator worship and legal charges in multiple states.

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Thank you for your response. ✨

Mez (Poe) ‘dates 📣
🐔 😼 💸 📧 🕳️ 🐾

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