Fudge–Wrinkles In A Turd

Windows, windows!
The light streams in!
Curtains pulled in twain,
Reveal the orb.

Much too deep,
And serious.
Use a Caramac,
To wipe my arse,
Then sodomise,
Your cousin.
Aah, equilibrium!

Went forth,
To wage war,
In Bognor Regis,
With raging queers.
Cut their dicks off!
Filthy shit-stabbers!

Mu-ha-ha-haaa!
Beryl.
We tried,
And failed.
Be reet!

Fuck off!
Mong!