Fuck off Centrelink! You pretentious pimps!: A poem 

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I don’t need your fucking falsehoods, your fagotty figs 

Your piddly potion of poison paying me with pain 

Your dish of devious design, no delicatessen, but dregs 

I am subject to a stitch of tyranny added with taint 

You can take away this tarnish of trauma off my taste  

Get Lost! Get Lost! Withdraw this waste around my waist! 

Or I’ll pulverise you to the pits with your plot of poisonous paste! 

I don’t want you to be paying that rapining rent, don’t rape me! 

I don’t want your tidbits causing me taction with torment 

Centrelink, I don’t want no link with your indicting ink! 

Piss off with your pathetic payment, you pretentious pimps! 

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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