did you never have to make up behind? Behind the schedule and ahead of a train wreck that is...I am desperately trying to do just that! Very feeble at best. I never seem to run out of words or points to the madness within me but sometimes find it so damn hard to keep on track. These few days have been spent trying to explain this all to you.
this is the best I can do. Don't worry to those that read on from here out, I will have an equally abrasive offer to the opposite of sex....
to the twats that cry for what they've not and the dicks and pricks alike
you see and want oh just too much that it makes us all so sick from trite
when you strive for gain and destruction sake and make a noisy nasty show
should I grab a rifle from the top-est shelf and rid you with one blow?
for the lazy lusty loser pack with the IQ of twenty-one
and the tiny little membered card showing all that's said and done
you have gained my attention though not sure 'twas your intent
and will be surprised and may well defend
your right to whine and tantrum stock
when the shit you ate was the shit I got
I bequeath to you for ignorance placed more knowledge to erase that face
of all the fake and pretentious farce of slacker, poser, idiot sparse
and now you will be a learned man and must do your part with your own hand
to cast a pebble in the pool and create a logical rift or two and not just the spurning shoddy type
you will work so hard for all your life and toil in lands not fit to own
nothing here is true or even home
you will toil for all eternity sake for all the damned destruction made and I wish
the frontest row of seats and the finest of cinematic treats to witness your passion for what you feel pain
it is my greatest day's disdain!
~mobe's love to all and her all to her loves.
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