Waiting for Godfrey—Chinese Burn

We didn’t,
Start the fire.
The baby,
Of The Doors,
Was the culprit.

They doubled the standard,
And we just let them.
The only way back,
Is violence.

But, my goodness,
Look at that dog turd.
It looks like,
Chocolate ice cream!
Tastes like regret.
My favourite flavour.

Hold on,
To yer twat!
Never let go.
Slip a finger in.
Then two.
Then your fist.
Trollop!

It’s easy to hate,
When there are,
So many,
Absolute cunts,
In this world.
It’s even harder,
When you yourself,
Are an absolute cunt!

Halitosis!