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[Witty]

I hate starting to write a piece, nothings finding me, hey!
I know! [Insert a tired uninspired cliche]
And all the guys that read it be like "Oh my that's deep" Yay!
It's easy to pull the wool over your eyes if your minds asleep
I'm a creep, dreaming of violence each day
Murder, decapitation have me in a fervor, I'm salivating
And further, I chat to Satan at night when I snooze
After a dozen pints of Nyquil and booze
He whispers and murmurs the plans he's making.
I'm sick as fuck, I'd slit and cut a million sluts
Only reason I don't is cuz the beds they have in prison suck
Plus I only like to shit alone, at peace in my house
Not having Fat Bob with the face tats watch me squeezing it out
So if I ever do it there'll be reasonable doubt
Leave her head in the North, arms in the West, feet in the South.
Then feed my dog with her breasts after beating one out
Fuck it I'm bored, don't even know what I'm typing here.
Don't fucking feed this shit... Fuck off, you guys are queer.