Filthy, Smelly Bitch (Poem)


What the kunt?
What a mut
What a filthy, smelly bitch

What burden on my side
What a fight that I can’t win

As a dog returns to his vomit
So the fool repeats his folly

Then he chases his own tail
Bites his ass
Then tries again

He shits where he eats
Then eats his own shit
Yacks it up
Then eats it again

Oh the horror
What a dreadful sight to see

I try to ignore him
But he’s a fight that I can’t win

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