Hello, you Yes, you Go to hell In there you're well Here's a finger hope this lingers For a person like you destroying mood, all you do Talk behind like a coward blind say small talks trashing and stalks Have you seen the trash can? Oh, over there you stand Say it one more time Your breathe smells like swine Go to hell In there you're well Goodbye to you Yes, you
In life, we are blessed with trash by God. We accept and love them before they spit upon us like a coward beast. We have the freedom to say goodbye. The best part of goodbyes is when you have to give the finger up. :)