Free speech?

Fashion sense? A hit or miss?

Let’s cut our jeans, let’s take the piss.

The tightest trouser we can wear

So all can see our pubic hair

Let’s plaster make up thick as paint

Your skin can’t breathe but you’ll not faint

We’ll make our faces pale as fuck

And do that pout, you know..The Duck!

You clone yourselves on vacuous stars

That aren’t from Venus, but fucking Mars

Their sexual preference not quite known

Assign them genders? You’re on your own.

So fashion sense, a hit? A miss?

That’s right, you fluids take the piss

Thank fuck that most wont reproduce

You’ll all die out, so what’s the use??

“Oh ‘phobic’ man”, I hear you say.

I’m not, I was just born that way

You say that change is for the best

Well I won’t wear a white string vest

You Kiss the boys or kiss the girls,

Add drops of semen dressed as pearls

If love is what you try to find

Be nice to all, to all be kind.

So, call me names, I won’t complain

You think me wrong? I’ll take that blame.

But read about the free speech act

I AM a cunt! And that’s a fact.