Hey Albanese, you disgusting creep!: A poem 

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 

Published by montecyril

Hi, I am Monte Cyril Rodrigues and live in Melbourne, Australia. I am a retired journalist. I have been diagnosed with schizophrenia. I've had voices and visions all my life. I think it is a spiritual experience, my doctors think otherwise. I am a deeply spiritual person and keep having experiences with otherworldly realms.

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