Decisions
• Written by 40KA
Drop by drop fill the melting pot
with all the colours of the rainbow:
black, brown, yellow and white.
White collared or blue collared,
with wings on their shoulders
or the weight of their crimes.
We don't discriminate on that.
The devil opened the door
and they stepped right out
of the cooking pot and into the fire
of hedonistic desires
and primordial delights.
Under the gaze of the smurfs
you're porkchop is in sight,
and as they're buttfucking you,
they're whispering in your ear:
"Miranda writes! Miranda writes!"
Well, who the hell is Miranda!
and hell what kinda bars is she writing?
You hear a sigh: you burnt the toast,
and now you're bacon serving 20 to life.
An extra ingredient in the stew of existence.
Plenty to die for but nowhere to die.
A 10 by 10 tin candle unable to flip,
but don't worry you won't burn long.
Won't reach 20 to life.
Drop by drop fill the melting pot
with all the colours of the rainbow:
black, brown, yellow and white.
White collared or blue collared,
with wings on their shoulders
or the weight of their crimes.
We don't discriminate on that.
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40KA
Member since October 27 2023