Listen crap-bag, go bust if you want
and sic your whole sac of venom
on the face of a duck, just
call it a goose, but
if that bird bends over
on the way in to the weigh-in
to show you something
DUCK
or you'll end with an egg
face-job before you even
began to see the bird
in it's accustomed place
on my fine feathered hand - but
a custom of its, not yours, all preference
(inside joke) aside - sit down quick, before
the crowd starts to fly
from the disgusting enough
now spectacle you represented
anyhow, to every wide-shot eye - it's
enough to clear the room
how your life's so spent.
that's a wrap. Take your straight
ass home and get bent
you goon.
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