My Greetings Card

 There’s no amount or array of flowers
That could affect your pungent aroma
Bathing in the most expensive perfumes
Could not cancel out your rat like stench
You could soak in the strongest disinfectant
But you would still reek of human vomit
No amount of showering or scrubbing
Could change the vile funk you emit
You release an odour of decomposition
Anything good you had, has long since died
To me your ugliness is all encompassing
An ugliness of the mind, body and spirit
You could gargle with acidic drain cleaner
Or mouth wash with thick liquid bleach
It would not affect the lies that you talk
Or the whiff of shit every time you speak
You’re an outsider of the human race
You didn’t even hear the starting pistol
You definitely put the sub into sub-human
You’re a waste of skin, an oxygen thief
Rightfully so, I begrudge your very existence
Every beat of your heart and breath you take
You have absolutely no redeeming features
Let me assure you. there’s no amount of begging
That could ever make me consider forgiving you
That could ever come close to making me forget
Your death to me would be completely ineffectual
Real justice would demand your eternal torture
My hate for you is legend and black flag extreme
You’re not a cunt you’re so much worse than that
I only worship the ground that’s coming to you
That is how much I loathe and despise you
Happy Fathers Day