August the month,
I hate you with passion,
You are the most sad month,
You often impeach manly happiness,
With abnormal efficacy of fate’s power,
Your vice and evil ploys borrows a lot ,
From the throne of thy name’s selfish cradle,
Dumb-founding Fetish of the Roman self ,
Though you gave me chance to visit the earth,
But in crude culture circumcissionally agonized
I hate you august for the demise of great lives,
You have swallowed to remove a living realm,
In the un-couth ways of cruelty on horn of fate,
You ate Ceaser , Cleopatra and Catholic Paul john II,
I now caution and warn you to stop your evil ways,
For the two fortnights you will be around wi’ us
Don’t scuttle man’s peace whatsoever possible,
Aug 4, 2015
Aug 4, 2015 at 7:23 AM UTC
August the month,
I hate you with passion,
You are the most sad month,
You often impeach manly happiness,
With abnormal efficacy of fate’s power,
Your vice and evil ploys borrows a lot ,
From the throne of thy name’s selfish cradle,
Dumb-founding Fetish of the Roman self ,
Though you gave me chance to visit the earth,
But in crude culture circumcissionally agonized
I hate you august for the demise of great lives,
You have swallowed to remove a living realm,
In the un-couth ways of cruelty on horn of fate,
You ate Ceaser , Cleopatra and Catholic Paul john II,
I now caution and warn you to stop your evil ways,
For the two fortnights you will be around wi’ us
Don’t scuttle man’s peace whatsoever possible,
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