What a blasphemous twat she is
Mother of swine
Herder of pigs
She thinks she’s so special
Her bountiful trough
Legs wide open to all of her flock
She rivals Mount Zion with her two-timing beast
Luring peasants with wine-and-dine feasts
Oh what a traitor
What a fool
What a kunt
She thinks she’ll get away with her
Running amok
But she’s got another thing coming to her
Egypt’s donkey dick is no match of God’s Word
He’ll stick it to that bitch like she never endured
Then rip off her face
As He kicks her to the curb
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