I have had it with these mutherfocking eels on this mutherfocking hovercraft!!!

Trumpence none the richer…

…There's colors on the street
Orange, white and blue
People snifflin' when they tweet
People poopin' in their shoes
But there's a warnin' sign
on the road ahead
There's a lot of people sayin'
we'd be better off dead
Don't feel Make
America Great Satan Again,
but Uncle Slam to them
So I try to instigate it,
any way I can.

They can call out:
"Turnip"
"Dump"
"Clump"

The crybaby orange snowflake who never apologizes weeps for his safe space cuz he's triggered, President Cuck Lil'Fingas, fuck you, yah feeble petty shitstain, blight on planet Earth, and fuck your little Pensive albino too, both of you can get on your knees, Bendover 'n Crackasmyle and i will plow your brown eyes…

Ahh, now i get it;
with all these out,
it makes for simple clippin'
and easy filling up bags
with severed dicks!

Miss Moneypenny, Eddie?

…Now here's a funky introduction of how nice I am
Tell your mother, tell your father, send a telegram
I'm like an energizer cause, you see, I last long
My crew is never ever wack because we stand strong
Now if you say my style is wack that's where you're dead wrong
I slayed that buddy in El Segundo then Push it Along
You'd…

"With blood and rage of crimson red,
Ripped from a corpse so freshly dead,
Together with our hellish hate,
We'll burn you all—that is your fate !"

"In blackest day, in brightest night,
Beware your fears made into light.
Let those who try to stop what's right
Burn like my power Sinestro's might !"

"In fearful day, in raging night,
With strong hearts full, our souls ignite.
When all seems lost in the War of Light,
Look to the stars, for hope burns bright !"

"For hearts long lost and full of fright,
For those alone in Blackest Night.
Accept our ring and join our fight,
Love conquers all with violet light !"

"The Blackest Night falls from the skies,
The darkness grows as all light dies.
We crave your hearts and your demise,
By my black hand, the dead shall rise !"

aka Strawmanotron

…quite impressive was how she caught it in her teeth, went at it like a swarm of piranha for a few seconds, and spit the bone back in the direction the ham came from.

Hey there Doktor Fill,
shit-slurpin' leech,
you swiped Wayne Dyer's looks but not his heart.

Through the falling rain i watched her approach across the field in damp clinging dress, perhaps gently weeping.
Her car had broken down, so i offered her respite from the storm and a cup of tea by the fireplace in the farmhouse.
Well, tea turned to wine, and then amorous playtimes developed.
Did not even know who she…

I've had an inner policy for 25 years and counting that with discretion this stuf is legal wherever you are; me and my lil one hitter have enjoyed fancy restaurants and greasy spoons, dollar theatres and performing arts centers with no one ever noticing or complaining…

Parry, Thrust, Splort!

I will continue to offer my services to be a piano bench for Tori Amos…