Your brotherhood is solid interlocked squiggling snakes,
Jack of Spades all over the place,
oh, no, it’s Uno and 52 Pick-up.
Best way to give up is to surrender my ovaries.
My daughters can be the olives in your gentlemen’s martinis.
My sons can be lion feed.
All flowers cower from you in this realm.
The oceans have died.
Get your smegma out of my mouth, it creates a contemptuous film.
Your eyes are too dim,
Your voices at a high din.
Black mold is your skin.
There’s no market value on sin,
Or your Patrick Bateman grin.
Or your Charlie Sheen win.
The penis between us is your best feature,
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