Don’t think my Mother Mary (Maria) is your contemptible mare (sea)!
I don’t fancy the fishy sea kissing the sun at my gare!
I am not going to have my correctitude festooned on your walls
Please FUCK OFF, you sea creatures before you deluge all my beloved dolls!
I have no Ant(hony)s in my pants; I know fish from elephants!
Abel said to Cain, I do not fear, even if I am able and you are I can!
It is not my siblingary that should be exposed to your vicious perversity (to me, hostility)!
Would you believe the crimes against my family was other people (evil)’s depravity
Would you see that I have cordoned off; your wanton bludgeony
Do you conjecture I know my honey from your sodomy?
I am a connoisseur, not subject to your gluttony
Do you reckon the yuletide forming after your celebratory eventide?
The passover is no pissing Pisces, you ought to be eating lices
Did you fathom my patience gave you so much licence?
You should make yourselves vulnerable to those serpents of your own creation, you stinking , morphing Lab-rats!
Would you all have me considering turning you all into desiccated sprats!
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