Perpetually ******, peeved and put-out
Cocked my cans back to give them a clout
Surrounded by slithering serpents suffocating my shout
Asking angry ******* what their apathy is about
Longing for her luscious locks to be locked with a look
Burgeoning, bumbling, believing love's broken book
Tired of the teasing, I take what I've come to took
Nestling near, cradling only my pillow in my arm crook
*******, *******, **** right you're going down
Fixing your ******* face into a freckled frown
Grouchy and greedy, I gasped seeing her gown
Hungry and *****, I can't leave the scent, like a hound
Where was 'we' written in the wedding
Roaring raucously, I rip off her ring
Zealous, jeaous, I zag away from my zig
Can't you cantankerous ***** see I want to be **KING
Sorry for the foul language! Written in one sitting during a moment of inspiration