Hey, Jodie-Hardon; what’s your constellation?
Albanese produces roe; do you produce seamen?
Or is it a fake marriage between pussies?
No gander to pander only stinking goosies?
Labor is a sea of a disaster, not safe arbor
because it is led by a treacherous bodygrabber
Is he, now, desperately trying to swallow me, God?
He’ll get my kicking boot and striking rod!
As for you, you unprincipled seabed-digger Jodie Hard-on,
you will never ever get my condonance and pardon!
Trick or treat, fish swim with fins and tails and have no feet
They sure do have the ugliest teeth!
And the two of you can have a ball with Saint Paul
Though try as you may, the orgy will lend you no balls
Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!
Try kissing the ground five times a day for Allah!
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