Some YouTubian
Urinary Tube Sucking Windbag,
whimsically whined to me
with his wimpy whacked words.
He wallowingly wandered
his wantonly whip wanting,
woolly wagon wheel
which whispered wanker's words
into my well weathered wall
of wily war word writings.
He began by saying -
" Are oyu a fuckwit? Did you parents drop you moron"?
Then, after proceeding with a
wild Wookie's woefully wicked breath of worthlessness.
Of which, it's content was now,
by default, automatically irreversibly irrelevant.
He concluded his wind hole's warpedness with -
"fuckwit".
Urinary Tube Sucking Windbag,
whimsically whined to me
with his wimpy whacked words.
He wallowingly wandered
his wantonly whip wanting,
woolly wagon wheel
which whispered wanker's words
into my well weathered wall
of wily war word writings.
He began by saying -
" Are oyu a fuckwit? Did you parents drop you moron"?
Then, after proceeding with a
wild Wookie's woefully wicked breath of worthlessness.
Of which, it's content was now,
by default, automatically irreversibly irrelevant.
He concluded his wind hole's warpedness with -
"fuckwit".
Realizing that this ominously outspoken,
oratory orifice of outrageous offenses.
Whom warranted obligatorily outstanding ovations
had just been elusively forsaken
by the navigational starlight
while simultaneously letting go the helm.
Reluctant to reproachfully ream the rank roaring roach
and run him out from my realm of
remarkably respectful, rigidly restrained
written ass-rippings. I coercively convinced myself
that I can conceivably do my worst
and he might possibly astutely ascertain
that my timidly texted, implicitly obscure,
vaguely hinting verbiage is kindly asking
if he might graciously grant me
my royally respectful request.
Hence, I cautiously compiled a congenially correct,
carefully constructed, cordial correspondence
of cunnilingously sensitive sentiments.
Contritely consisting of the following;
"Fuckwit" X2? "Moron"? "Drop Me"?
One would think that only your brains are shit,
until realizing that your parents dropped you off
at the pool of pleasurably purged, previous pangs.
However, they unfortunately never heard of flushing
and so here you are, a pasty piece of people impostor,
putridly polluting the population.
A threatening sewage slime
that spews sperm which may septically swim
into the gene pool.
As it was with you, it would cause yet another
pieceful passing through a gang banged, bung birth canal
and yet another generational genius shithead
would be dumped as a mountainous pile
of evidentially unprotected gastrointestinal germination
that conceived another BFB (Butt F%#@ Baby)
A analogously annual analogical analysis
of historically anally recorded annals.
Retrospectively revealed rectally ruined,
erected septical depository dump sites
near bung bungling bungalows.
They housed backwards assed,
analistically endowed anallergical persons
whom gluteusly maximized their congenital genitalia
for analeptic enema conceptions
of animalistic analities.
You Sir, are a chronologically corrective,
genealogically defective, dirty dung descendant
of this disastrously diuretically diarrhetic,
bungle bred bastion of butt bandit bastards.
Sincerely, yours truly,
but sinsearingly truly not yours,
Chuichupachichi Chupachulaschichonas
cha cha cha!
oratory orifice of outrageous offenses.
Whom warranted obligatorily outstanding ovations
had just been elusively forsaken
by the navigational starlight
while simultaneously letting go the helm.
Reluctant to reproachfully ream the rank roaring roach
and run him out from my realm of
remarkably respectful, rigidly restrained
written ass-rippings. I coercively convinced myself
that I can conceivably do my worst
and he might possibly astutely ascertain
that my timidly texted, implicitly obscure,
vaguely hinting verbiage is kindly asking
if he might graciously grant me
my royally respectful request.
Hence, I cautiously compiled a congenially correct,
carefully constructed, cordial correspondence
of cunnilingously sensitive sentiments.
Contritely consisting of the following;
"Fuckwit" X2? "Moron"? "Drop Me"?
One would think that only your brains are shit,
until realizing that your parents dropped you off
at the pool of pleasurably purged, previous pangs.
However, they unfortunately never heard of flushing
and so here you are, a pasty piece of people impostor,
putridly polluting the population.
A threatening sewage slime
that spews sperm which may septically swim
into the gene pool.
As it was with you, it would cause yet another
pieceful passing through a gang banged, bung birth canal
and yet another generational genius shithead
would be dumped as a mountainous pile
of evidentially unprotected gastrointestinal germination
that conceived another BFB (Butt F%#@ Baby)
A analogously annual analogical analysis
of historically anally recorded annals.
Retrospectively revealed rectally ruined,
erected septical depository dump sites
near bung bungling bungalows.
They housed backwards assed,
analistically endowed anallergical persons
whom gluteusly maximized their congenital genitalia
for analeptic enema conceptions
of animalistic analities.
You Sir, are a chronologically corrective,
genealogically defective, dirty dung descendant
of this disastrously diuretically diarrhetic,
bungle bred bastion of butt bandit bastards.
Sincerely, yours truly,
but sinsearingly truly not yours,
Chuichupachichi Chupachulaschichonas
cha cha cha!

1 comment:
stimulatingly unstipulatingly stargazing slime fighter, hero of hieroglyfix nonsequitursion excursions, and victor uber ritual to whom goes the despoiled spoils of slaughter and snide.
gogsmackulationist of resistance to slitherly slavers and senators' sons of shame who seized the rains of terror upon
our golden field of GMO glyphosate and dead bees.
be cool, beast of futures lost.
take back the stream of main st.
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