.you're using all the right words, for all the wrong reasons.

the milkman comes round my house
prior to 3 a.m.:
so who's knocking on the door?
Xanadu?
        
I can't write like this...
this yogurt,
this bogus...
    whoever they are,
let them keep their strap-on
******...
          B.b.c.
  the broadcaster bankcrupcy
Currency...
    sell it Hong Helsinki Kong...
even at this point,
the canvas still remains
  ○ ● □ ■... deviant poker....
you have th3 affairs in motion,
now watch me give a ****....
future is yours, Mongol,
my women have up...
**** em' ...
        they don't need me?
I don't need them!
  what isn't borrowed isn't
lent.