You should have drunken bleach
Before you went out to preach
when youve been through every scene
That was more obscene then clean
Your good at throwing dice
when handing out advice
yet you always miss the mark
To Fixing Broken Hearts
You should have stuck to fudge
then playing Karmas Judge
Your just a tin pot warder
Who spoils law and order
Perhaps Im just as bad
At being Karmas cad
But then im good to serve
By eating crows deserts
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