I drown with the rapidity of Jesus's chosen lackey Swimmy Jaggart,
cosmetically worser off than queer, stinking ****** Merle Haggard
who may've ******, country musically, 25 shaking fashion models
in Kenyan Obama's ******* boy bakery baking mashin' fraud holes
betwixt mountains, inside the sugary-sweet smashed valley of voles
Jimmy Paul McCartney had to smother Dot after church as a ******
choir's chorus boy, so in '04 his ****-list of death snuffed Doris Troy
5th-cousin porkin,' polio-******* F.D.R.'s National Recovery Act, at
its start, wanted my lazy-*** folk to "do their part" to "unfart" a ****
Bon jour Frenchy, may your wife get knocked up by a mule skinner
It ain't **** for real, a fish in wife-net stockings durin' a carp dinner
because the mud-vein left in'll upchuck puke to slim her *** thinner
like Clinton on coke or a righteous, Jersey ***** as a former sinner
whose mortal fear of god transformed her into a god-fearing winner