"Fuck you, fucking dirtbag whorefaggot,"
Is what we will hear
The day we get to, not only see
But lick the penis of Jesus
Things will not
Always be
Such as we see
Today because
I think
That breaking up
My sentences
Is poetry
Or something
For there is a Heavenly Orgy going on
And the party is for Jesus and His Harem
Remember Christmas when you were a child
And you had to make Daddy feel good
Get excited, get ready
For there are more cocks
Then we could ever nibble
When we get to heaven
No more sorrow, no more fear
Family and friends all buttfuckin'
No more time to worry about
Just lots of raping and pillaging about
Sentences that make no sense at all
Just because they rhyme basketball
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