Churning through the bestial muck.

A cosmic forklift rules my throbbing

asshole. The All-Eye says you are the

right slave--to be my anal knave--

tongue in my anal cave--Boy!! You're just

a war-toy--Just my little anal butter

boy. Oh I'm so filled with joy. Now I

know glee. 50 million hosebags every

day. They die for me to have my way. Surely

it is their deaths they seek, to brave

my toxic--anal reek--Cause I'm so

glad he is among us--I'm so glad he

is a fungus--I'm so glad--He is among

us--Philled condoms--My

nipples explode!!!! You're just a

war toy. Let's all go drink and kill

and fart. Yeah sure it's fun, but is

it art? The All-Eye sees the butt

disease. Humanity--is on their knees

with little boys