Let me shock you
I’m at it daily
Nettle knocked, see my collection of non-dock leaves
They’re green and illegal, they’re from overseas
Greener than faraway pastures
Greener than Patrick converting acid heathens with shamrock tricks
Having given Crom Cruach an asskicking
After he was taken away
He slaved at the mountain
Slemish in County Antrim.
Smile is bockety, fade is clean
Grinding broccoli, box on knees
Box is on for noise, Thomas Sheridan telling the boys and me
Everybody who got the covid vaccine died, contrary to reality
I would be part of the new mediaeval if I knew what mediaeval meant
All I know is that NASA are lying, the Earth is flat, and millions are spent
Hiding that fact from the good people, who are descended from Adam
What fucking planet are these people on? Gimme whatever’s in their lungs.
Hash from me hole out me jocks, stocked with e-coli
Cold eye I give your one, ice age daggers thrun
A real hun if you know what I mean, Crumlin queen
Whatcha doing out here in Dublin sixteen?
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