Show up at his doorstep like a deliveroo driver
Half-masked by a black bandana
Arms aloft Thor holding a hammer
Judge on the gavel how I bang you when you answer
Bloodspattered Dolce and Gabbana
After the deed is done, change out of my ripped clothes, Bruce Banner
Man iguana how many visages I squander, Cain made a wanderer
More pollen than the céide fields in my pocket, cash in my socket
Docket with my name, face and weregild
Take the hills, caves with the goblins
And St Kevin, my rhymes more satisfying than the sound of Doom II’s super shotgun
Super Shogun showing up in imperial robes beating everyone at the dojo
White cloak, undodgeable blows, rolling like dark souls, break a nose with a Jō
Die in your Dior
Pin it on someone else, Eeyore
Leave your designer clothes full of holes, seared
Cleave it, sleeves looking like I could whack a mole
Weed in a tin bole, locally a tentpole
In every throat on this road my loud exploding.
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