Fuck You, God!

Christmas is so fucking cheesy;
I take it as seriously as I do George and Weezie.
For, you know, I hate television;
You also should know I hate the Christian religion.
But, I do like religious symbols;
Like a little angel standing on a bell like a thimble.
I do not believe, like in "The Exorcist",
That the crusifix should be maturbated with.
But, since my kitty, recently, was dying as I held her paws,
Fuck the fat, jolly Santa Claus!
Anyway, by Coke he was created; it just so happened that that image never faded.
My kitty was one of the gifts in my life so critical;
When my head cleared, I even became political.
For, after my baby passed, I changed personalities;
Because of my schizophrenic mentality.
Life is a cunt, for she was doomed from the start;
Because she had a very weak heart.
I miss my kitty so very much;
I miss her sweet and loving touch.
For God to take her away, he must be a prick;
I wish I could light him on fire with my bic!
Or, I wish he would be sucked into hell;
Where all of the evil souls do dwell.
Then, all of our loved ones would be set free;
And I could have my kitty back with me.