I’m Here–To Piss You Off

As a wise man,
Once said:
Nom de Dieu,
de putain de bordel,
de merde de saloperie,
de connard d’enculé,
de ta mère.

Salary desired:
Three million dollars…
Cash!

Testicles on toast.
And Marmite.
Shut it, you spacker!

A shout out,
To all you queers:
You disgust me!
Eeeuuuuugh!
What possesses a man,
To want to put,
His mouth on,
Another man’s shitter?

Prejudice,
Is fun,
Because there’s,
FUCK ALL,
You can do,
About it!

Dykes,
Can piss off too.