An artsy markov chain fartsy smart,
Start the future it did, with a heavy heart.
Eight fucks thought angina was shit hot,
Start with a fart, horny a hurt heart.
Friends and friendship, shit you must skip,
It's a scam, forget what you cram.
People are bullshit fuck sick poop,
Wham bam slams that always scram.
Religious cock coated with hemlock,
Want people to suck or throat.
Then the holy, fucking godly folly,
Makes it easy to sink all boats.
But what got fucked in a jiffy, is iffy,
Kolkata sips discarded darjeeling tea.
Phase after the chase, a case without base,
Me in pee never a pretty sight to see.
But winter arrived with a chill in the air,
Frozen fucking rear, a fear quite near.
Mosquitoes sing, laity sucking,
Near seer fucked with shit in his rear.
So the truck of fucks ran out of luck,
Keen on being seen, mouse in their might.
Never markov's chain asshole pain,
Butt fucked plight, a sight of blight.
How fucked this shit, still I lit,
The sick pubic ticks in wick fire.
Markov's blight, future not bright,
Do get ass fucked dear sire.
