Monday, April 20, 2015

our cyborgs patrol the streets

dare to tell you how to behave

bust you if you don't kiss their metal balls

destroy you if you don't eat their nut-and-bolt turds

I was overjoyed to see

some spoiled entitled scumbag

confront one of these appointed automata

as if he were having a tantrum before mommy and daddy

the cop bashed this asshole's teeth out the back

of his skull and now he's tweeting 'wee-wee-wee'

the injustice of this...the nerve of this robot...

wee-wee-weeing through his bloody gums

and you wonder why I'd give away a lottery win

to watch all you bastards go to hell....

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