Hey Albanese, you disgusting bodygrabbing creep
You stinking fish….How did you frog leap?
To snatch what your bilious stomach can keep
With your treacherous crimes against me, how do you sleep?
You may think you can get away
You may think you can celebrate today
But you can’t imagine, how I’ll end your life’s day
And the deep sea will be your eternal stay
My curse on you is that you have a debilitating stroke!
Before your treachery has another croak!
I know, between your legs, there’s no pork
So, your fake wedding was a joke, a hoax