I eat dicks, no tricks,
No fucking around with me.
You cross me south, your dick in my mouth,
No room for any diplomacy.
Plus fuck your family too,
I hate the living faces.
Your genes disgust me,
Just variation of sub-human feces.
Fuck off fool, can't talk with my mouth full,
Or I rape your ass with dead dicks.
Or if you don't mind half rotten ones,
I can sell you my dry salted pricks.
My office open at nine, blood as wine,
May be offered, stale and rotten.
Usually you'll have bugs from the visit,
Especially if you go there often.
