Ooh look at me, aren’t I edgy as fuck
I’ll even use swear words when I’m rhyming
That’ll ruffle feathers won’t it? Fuck yeah!
My poetry is just too real for you.
You wouldn’t really get it anyway
Because it’s far too sophisticated
It’s not misogynistic or racist
It’s satire, you mouth-breathing philistine.
So it isn’t before you get started
And adolescent insecure tantrum.
It’s sophisticated poetry
Not an immature cry for attention.
Munkus Bubbly 