I destructively strike the two cats
with all the strength in my bats
My cricket is not your wicket
My Dad and son (Jupiter) is not Allah’s ticket!!
You think you can all have me had?
It is not brave defeat, but treacherous victory that is bad
Convenience, not suffering, is pathetic and sad
Courage, not shameful fear, is eventually glad!
You think evil treacherous Saint Paul must have a ball?
I’ll fuck all your gluttonous, spineless gall!
If you ingrates can honestly recall
I am the one who, selflessly, sacrificed for you all!
Don’t think with your manipulations you can, me, torment and tease!
Your disgusting flu may have frustrated me, but I did not sneeze!
Your steep cliffs against me are, to me, a mere crease!
I curse, eternally, the manipulators; I’ll do exactly as I please!!!
who are you talking so aggressively about . are there any good people around you Bro??
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