A Twisted Path

Mickey Mouse once pure as snow, oh what a sight,

Inked up and edgy now, causing a fright,

Down a shady alley, his path took a twist,

Dumpster hangs and tattoos, he couldn't resist.

But his middle got sliced, an unfortunate fate,

Turns out rebellion had quite the weight,

No more high-pitched laughs, no more cheer,

Mickey's bad boy phase, not so endearing, I fear!

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