ornery this morning


wanna burn everything down

wanna shoot everything that moves

wanna kill every one of our 'cultural guardians'

at their lattes

while they presume to tell us

what we can or cannot do


when I hear these bastards

I smell the sulphur on their breath

when I see their easy judgments

I wanna strangle them

with their own self-righteousness

evil comes in every disguise we wear


and I'm sorry I was too weak to resist its temptations...




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