Perpetually ******, peeved and put-out Cocked my cans back to give them a clout Surrounded by slithering serpents suffocating my shout Asking angry ******* what their apathy is about
Longing for her luscious locks to be locked with a look Burgeoning, bumbling, believing love's broken book Tired of the teasing, I take what I've come to took Nestling near, cradling only my pillow in my arm crook
*******, *******, **** right you're going down Fixing your ******* face into a freckled frown Grouchy and greedy, I gasped seeing her gown Hungry and *****, I can't leave the scent, like a hound
Where was 'we' written in the wedding Roaring raucously, I rip off her ring Zealous, jeaous, I zag away from my zig Can't you cantankerous ***** see I want to be **KING
Sorry for the foul language! Written in one sitting during a moment of inspiration