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FUCKIN' CHEAP WHORE!
Merry Christmas, ya slut.
|Poetry for people who hate poetry|
- It's her birthday, birthday,
- She told me, to go away,
- Invited her ex she still loves
- Over for sex with no glove,
- She's gonna get pregnant! (Da da da dah, ba!)
- She's gonna get pregnant (Dah da duh dah, da!)
- And tomorrow, tomorrow,
- Another guy is gonna borrow,
- Her body, to have a little fun,
- Fuck her hard in the ass and glaze her buns,
- She's a fucking whore! (Herpes! Chlamydia!)
- She's a fucking whore! (Syphilis! Gonorrhoea!)
- And even H-I-V! (She probably has AIDS!)
- So why then, do I care?
- If she's such a slut why do I bare,
- This pain in my head, in my heart?
- Why was I doomed to loneliness from the start?
- It is not fair, I think God hates me,
- Chemo took my hair, so I drink!
- Show that bitch just what I'll do,
- Go to her house with a giant boom!
- Cause I stole some C4 and dynamite,
- And now that bitch is gonna die tonight!