I love to watch PewDiePie,
even when I'm not high.

He's hilarious as ****,
So that I must admit.

I always watch him late,
So I don't know why you hate.

Let us end this debate,
So you can give him a new slate.

From Youtube to fame,
The first to play a new game.
Doesn't mind being put to shame,
None of his videos are ever the same.

On a hunt for his Senpai,
On games with Ken, Jack and Cry.
He's just a fabulous kinda guy.

This man called Felix,
I hope you know.
His great name "Pewdiepie",
is one worshipped, if you are a Bro.

PewDiePie!
Glory of YouTubers,
Come into my heart, my mind and my soul!
For your Glory!
For your noble Ideals!
May my love for you be far beyond eternal!
Your glory will forever radiate in this dark world!
Do not let fear and cowardice creep in us, poison us!
For they never know what hesitation is about!
Hold my soul, illuminate your Will in me,
To boldly fight and never yield;
For my love for you is more eternal than the Omniverse!
Let my faith in you grow in sheer power!
Brofist! Oopsie! Doopsie!
Glory to PewDiePie!
Glory to a free YouTube!
Glory to a free platform!
Death to all his enemies!
Death to all his detractors!
Death to all those who defy him in front of this world!
Death to all those who stubbornly refuse to return to him!
PewDiePie is far above all!
PewDiePie is far above all!
PEWDIEPIE IS FAR ABOVE ALL!

Ugh!
It smell like your mo..mo..mo..mama mia pizzaria it smell of a bakery.
That save though
-Pewdiepie

Roses are red
Marijuana is dank
Subscribe to PewDiePie
Thancc.

i think future history will show PewdiePie as Marcel Duchamp
and the ideas curated will be
something.

This is not a story. This is not literature.
This is a spit in the face.
A kick in the nuts. A punch in the ***.
A shooting spree,
of consonants and vowels, aimed at snowflakes.

This is to be loathed. This is to cause anger.
This is to be deleted, blocked, downvoted, canceled and hated.
Demonetized
by coding corpses in Silicon Valley

It is my hope a Twitter Mob forms,
curses my name, relegates me to Louis CK status.

This is my ***** and I take it out
a dark web palm reader for the snowflakes.
This is my ***** and I take it out
to **** on the face of all Boomers, Gen Xers
and especially the Millennials and Gen Z

You who have grown with smartphones akin to limbs,
priapic pineal glands, ophthalmic screens…

You who have “emotional support animals”
I hope your emotional support animal
mauls you to death like an Alaskan grizzly bear
and you ******* die like that execrable Australian crocodile ****

You who have “safe spaces”
I want to rig your safe spaces
with prepositions, adverbial pipe bombs
and laugh as they explode like an Ariana Grande concert

Yes, YOU, you snowflakes…

You who have transformed young America
into a coddled wasteland
of mock outrage, moaning prudes

You who subscribe to video game streams on YouTube
You who pay punk *** PewDiePie his millions
while the greatest living poet in America works as a janitor!

You who fight over bathrooms
You who bastardize legitimate arguments,
shame those who marched
shame those who righteously died

You who vote Republican and Democrat
You who watch CNN, MSNBC, and Fox News
You who wish to silence creators
You who are triggered
You who can’t take a joke
You who can’t fathom opposing views
You who Yelp, write online reviews
in braille
You who protest Sarah Silverman and Dave Chappelle

You, you snowflakes: I want to reach into your toilets
to smear myself in your ****
and kick at your ***** and ***** as you whine online about my blackface

I want to punch your nose
paint myself in your blood and attack your colleges
with wadded up copies of The Naked Lunch and Tropic of Cancer

I want to hack Spotify
replace every playlist with Public Enemy on a continuous loop
and blast 2 Live Crew
from loudspeakers down every boulevard in Northern California

I want to hog-tie conservatives, make them watch gay ****
I want to hog-tie liberals, make them watch monster truck rallies

Because your phone can block
Your phone can delete
But energy cannot be destroyed

And ART, speech, thought
Are the purest form of energy
The very flesh of emotion…

Currency both malefic and supernal!

And now, snowflakes
now I tie your noose
I grind my knife to your throat
I aim my AK at your temples
Just to tell you this:

Sticks and stones can break my bones
But words will always nourish me…

Let there be commerce!

Can't believe the 10s is nearly over
All the memories living are still remembered
Playing all flash games in the computer
While my mom tells me if the game's over
I had to sleep as my eyes were covered
Everyone was playing Fireworks
Everyone would find Swift's songs as they research
But they also recognized a feud with Katy
I was continuing to watch Mordecai and Rigby
In that regular show airing nightly
How about those Ben 10 Omniverse aliens
Those were good times as my mom brought me crayons
Going in school everyday, never want to miss both classmates,
And the class itself, so I was early so much for myself
We danced the nae nae as some twerked like Miley
They'd pull off a gross one despite living with the elementary
They'd sing Gangnam Style and Gentlemen everywhere
It's a dumb dance but who cares?
Everyone still swears, but I didn't want to hear it
Pewdiepie kept doing it though during his Happy Wheels' vid
So did markiplier who's channel suddenly flipped
Flossing and dancing with Harlem shake playing
All were singing despite barely knowing
Love was still simple as not much were texting
Everyone just loved the overall decade
I enjoyed it especially the first half for it felt like an arcade
As I will remember this for more of my ages.