I Will , Get You

  


So here we go  
again
the thirty third  
of a hundred turd's
is walking down the lane
being lame
as in brain
drained
same old same
no change
un-ashamed
free from jail
I'll re-arrange
you're face through pain
I'll slow your show
to no pace , beached whale
on the coast
you I'll roast , stuck on shale
into insignificance
you so pale
if it's not a given thing
then you'll just go out and take
you're a corpse that's shit riddled  
in a rigomortis , stiff , awful piss , state
you're an infill
of pig swill
you need fucking , culling
draining out society
fuck off with
your ADHD
you're an inbred mong
who just shouldn't be
walking upon
humanities streets
with do gooders on
your side making pleas
helping you continue from
where you last breathed your disease
your death is not a want
it's a need
as you cling on to
your fat , blown
mothers body
she sucks on your knob
like you never hurt nobody
you're the hexagon
but all sides lie
you don't roll
you mock from
the height of six sides
you're a crock of pong
jog on
get a fucking life
I'm so gonna stop
drop and chop
your safety line .