Leave your jaw on the floor
Doc leaf won’t help you endure
Gore gore gore by the score
I’m sorry to use force
But don’t ever latch this door
Fuck you brownies, I’ve got a batch
Shove you in a burlap sack
Drop you down the disposal hatch
Like fighting King in a Tekken match
Over the knee, bend, break your back
Ref steps in waving
Like he’s hailing a passing plane
And that’s that
I walk out of the place in leather
Like a pale version of Blade
Satisfied that my name is made
Star on the famous pave.
Alchemisland 
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