Happy.

Happy.

A Poem by LiquidWonderland

Dude, dude, man, man
Wham bam thank you mam
Mr. Mrs. Sir, and Ms.
Excuse me while I take a piss
A weak excuse for being me
Is the fact that I have leprosy
An inside joke, one funny enough
To cover up my noticeable bluff
I'll poop on you, don't test my skills
Now garbage cans are popping pills
10 year olds and hand grenades
13 year olds and bloody AIDS
A tube of glue, a sticky note
I have a bubble in my throat
A cartwheel and and a water balloon
I'll stab you with a f*****g spoon
A pig's dick my a*s, you stupid box
I'll pee on all your favorite socks
I'll spray you down with laundry soap
Then molest you with a big brown goat
I'll sing a song about the Holocaust
Then make sure all your clothes are washed
I've gone too far with all of this
I'm a blister you shouldn't pinch.

© 2008 LiquidWonderland


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Added on November 17, 2008

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LiquidWonderland
LiquidWonderland

Toledo, OH



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