The week in whole,
With Enrique’s mole.
Dripping with satire,
Like Ronni Ancona’s minge.
Colt peacemaker,
Up your sphincter,
With finger poised,
Firmly on trigger.
Gerrit pulled, lad.
Intestines and shit,
Everywhere!
The horny lesbian,
Rubbed her clit,
With a cheese grater,
Then poured salt,
Onto it,
For good measure.
Crumpets for brekkie,
Layered with marge.
We have none of that;
Only lard.
That’ll do, boyo!
The week in bits,
With Jordan’s tits.
Pouring with empathy,
Like Mother Theresa’s cunt.
