It's ****** to suffer durin' the hot summer from 1 aching-stiff illness,
but not so ****** as squatting in a tent with a stepson faking syphilis
in ******* men's toilets whilst prancing nutty & quaking listless
or in uni-*** **** houses while gay dancin' nutty & shaking pissless
or in a Circle K trans-**** toilet, waltzing queerly & caking fistless
which'll empty his wiry colon so from sleep he'll be waking shitless
I ******* sailors in gowns who are fussy about rough-trade fuzz lint
falling onto, then contaminating, the flat sea pizza that never wasn't
on starry stairs, in parting pairs, 'neath purpled posies for Cousin Itt
who keeps hairy dwarf births low with an abortion-by-the-dozen kit