Author Archives: montecyril

I dare Labor to come out with hate speech laws; the day Labcor introduces the hate speech laws, Anthony Albanese will be undergo extreme torture for eternity! And Chris Minns will have his feet amputated. Repeal the gun laws! Or face my wrath for eternity!

Hey Macron, where did your coq run?: A poem

Hey Macron, where did your cock run? Did it run to the moon? Is the crab on your spoon? Is green the colour of your rune? And does EU deserve a shoo with Mercury’s bolt from the blue? Are you a cock or cuckoo? Looks like your dick got swallowed too! Capricorn should fuck youContinue reading “Hey Macron, where did your coq run?: A poem”

I don’t have to appease you Donald Trump, in anything I think, say and do. I am God who suffered and gets tortured so much for the truth, just because I made myself sublime. Don’t you all think Prakash Saint Paul’s villainy is supreme just because I have allowed myself to be blindfolded. Your loyalties to him are your cataclysm for eternity! Noone in the world holds a shade to me. You all must know that!

As if the scum-pot Labor Party didn’t take the cue from the Western Europeans by letting in all those Mohammad-bhai Muslims! And why did Albanese pick Richard Marles as his deputy? Albanese your gills stink of eternal connivance!

These bloody fucking Western Europeans only started taking in immigrants from outside the continent when their clairvoyants told their leaders that God wants to destroy Europe for all its crimes against humanity! And they took in all those Muslims because they wanted to reap the benefits of the Cancer-Aquarian age. Ask Europe what EU stands for? I command Mercury to fuck those selfish, greedy Europeans! Ireland and Sweden please hijack this one! Or any of you shithole Western Europeans!

You all disgusting creeps. You all have no gratitude to me. You all fear that Prakash Saint Paul so much, that you all don’t care how much I’m tortured and have to suffer. You all only care to protect your own interests. I’m just going to destroy the whole world!

Did I ever live in a habitable zone?: A poem 

I was never a resident of a habitable zone  I was sworn to territories unknown  A nomad at every excursion  There was always desertification by someone else’s ruthless incursions  Was I a King who turned everything to gold  that another’s greed should quickly take hold?  So, Midas really wished he only had embers  the flock of love reduced to abandonedContinue reading “Did I ever live in a habitable zone?: A poem “