my ( ) is missin a ), reboot, no rainbows this time

the blueprint was to go back in time and un-map
 
the done into a new and better did but damn it all
 
to hell my ( ) is missing a ) again, it's entirely to  
 
be expected of course from a crippled two-finger  
 
monkey-typing dung-flinger ,but i got the smell  
 
right, no? this dope shit still stinks, right? did you
 
miss the sign (don't feed the animals), don't even
 
look, are you still reading this, stop it, for god's  
 
sake don't talk to him, you'll understand when  you
 
see what you've done, your word peanuts got him  
 
so excited he thought the old tire in his pen, well,
 
we really don't know what monkeys think, but he
 
was trying to fuck that white-walled radial,  and  
 
while he's not  the type to keep up with the joneses,  
 
the tire fucking incident has put his yard of the
 
month status in limbo, the girl scouts are holding his  
 
thin mint order hostage, vladimir is blaming the gays,
  
schools are holding Stop Tire-Fucking Monkeys bake sales,  
 
and while god debates with the angels about cancelling
 
the second visit, vegas has odds on another flood