Thank you now for declaring me
To be your natural enemy
It fills me with content and peace
That what I do makes you unease
I work so hard for my poor repute
Its considerately nice that you would like to puke
Children are wonderful bags of tofu
They propel my heart inside my stomach
I never met a man I could not love
Except for his wife which I think Id stroke
Religion is full of organized excuses
real faith comes in the souls devotion
Enjoy my incestuous linguistics compromise
Ridiculing the natural order of the poetic licence
Satisfying my heuristic affliction for solipsism
Parasitically encapsulating my rancorous totalitarianism
So Should I use more big words to prove I have kow pow wow
Thous I much appreciate the fact
At your attempts to assassinate
My character and self esteem
Regressing me to dead cold meat
Im made to fail but Im built to try
Everything else is melodramatic disguise
To prove that Im a sensitive psychotic
In love with a world that doesn't make any sense
Good day to you my friend and foe
Dont forget to shake hands with my sword
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ha - Its considerately nice that you would like to puke. That made me laugh out loud.