Damn, I ripped my jeans,
Now I must buy another pair!
But I have no money,
Myabe i shoudl steal!
...
Teacher, explaining my insides,
He looks, I turn to hide!
My hand wasn't raised,
Yet I am forced to answer!
...
Merostomata dearest,
You look so retarded.
Surrounded by Athropoda,
Yet, you stand out!
...
All roads lead to Hampshire
and the black forest looms ahead;
the vaulted canopies arch
and birds twitter like pensioners -
...
Ow, your Foetus burns my soul,
It erupted out your rancid minge!
Let it bleed, let it bleed,
and i shall cry for thou!
...
What are these for,
Do you know how to write George?
Its G-E-O-R-G-E,
George
...
Licorice Fanny in your bitter glory,
I watch you from afar.
Your beauty engulfs my attention,
like a moth to a flame!
...
Ripped Jeans
Damn, I ripped my jeans,
Now I must buy another pair!
But I have no money,
Myabe i shoudl steal!
But from whom?
My friends, my family? ! ?
Or maybe my Minge!
I need new jeans.
But there are other solutions,
Like walking around in my boxers.
But if people complain,
I could get arrested! ! ! !