Orange mother-fucker
With skin like soggy cereal
And the body of a horrendous ogre
Imagine has an offensive odor
PH oozing with batter
Oh, when will the sun’s cancerous rays deteriorate skin?
Radiate deep into the brain
Fiercely aggravating cells
Such as you do to the world
Rendering you useless
Like a worm, right before a stiletto slices it in half
Oh, how a narcissist would swell between hands!
His plump neck, protruding through fingers
That so often flip you off
Because this satire has lingered…
And lingered…
So shift into a hell
Created by daddie issues
And not sucking mother’s teat
Poor, fat, rich baby
The “Death Of A Salesman” wouldn’t be too crazy 😉
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