Airdrieonians.
That’s the team for me.
Bitch!

“Where all da hoes at?”
Festus did holler.
Surrounded by pork swords.
This simply,
Would not do!
He came for that sweet,
Punched lasagne.

Cut off the foreskin.
It isn’t child abuse,
Or sexual abuse,
Coz religion n that,
Innit bruh?

Farts.

Trickle down economics.
Pissed mesen.
Layin’ some pipe.

What’cha gon’ do?
Bitch!