All my jokes hitting, have everyone creasing
We’re getting along, abeyant to the message in Paul’s epistle to Ephesians
Put aside your personal feelings and dodgy dealings
Together we are legion
Could rip a man to pieces this evening
Where did you get this gear even?
Dealer called Steven, met him whilst steaming
All my savings invested, saline injections
Right to the chest to stymie my breath
Gives me swollen, leaky breasts
But impressive gains, immediate and effective
Goosed after the fight, busted up and bleeding
When the promoter tries to fleece me
Tired of dodgy dealings walk up, demand my fee
And contractual release
He smiles back at me
This flesh and spirit reaver
A bold-day thief indeed
To me, the latest meal
One punch his forbidden innards reveal
Looks like someone stuck him with a steel
Avoid me if I’ve just used my roids
All the weed abuse has me noided
Keep every scrap of protein in, weeks since I’ve voided
Saving loads on bogroll and toilet cleaner
My body is so efficient it is using every atom of every meal
Practicing my pronunciation, up and at them, atom
Attention to Atum and Aten, looking South like Atun-Shei
Hollered across the cratered channel called no man’s land
Gute nacht
Carol singing, ag sneachta.
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