Ape rage or aped rage
Lean on my page fetching my blade
Red day, clashing glaives sparkmaking
Out the way spinning Beyblades
Beyond today no clear way
No single promised day
Rubbish fates await, lash out in hate
Simian Shimmy, huge as fuck arms Limmy
Not daft by half, axe haft splattered head halved
Loyalist attack on a fenian taig, coming outta the takey
Dragged him to the jakes, shaken, no badges no bacon
Cabbaged by two hits of a baseball bat where his hat goes
Then on both knees gat goes leaving behind two postholes
Gunman cackling, they think this is battling
Same time wielding gun and blade
Squall Final Fantasy VIII, summoning aeons
Sending ceremony Spira’s idea of séance
Looking at the highest, buying bales of whatever they’re on.
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