Let me explain this book to you
In just a little rhyme,
When I mix insults, crap, resentment too
And add a little slime,
Inject a little "you can't say",
Cook up a load o' hype,
Hopefully offend you in some way
And throw in a stereotype.
Make it taste politically incorrect,
Make you suck it like a leech,
This tasty stuff will get you wrecked-
I've poured in toilet bleach!
I'll wait until it gets quite hot
And then stir into paste,
Then shove your head inside the pot
And make you have a taste.
Hopefully you will enjoy,
It's poetry for your health,
And if you don't ,well , d'you know what,
Then go and f#@k yourself!