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It's not a fucking lack
Of intelligence
It's not a by-product
Of a limited vocabulary
Lack of artistic
Inspiration I think not
I'll say whatever the fuck I want
You can insult my intelligence
Until your face turns red
But first think of the stupidity
Of creating words that cannot be said
Why does it offend you to hear it?
Your mind is already closed, why not your ears?
No one is making you fucking listen
Or agree
I don't care what you do
Instead of shit, you can say "poo"
Just don't expect me to do it too
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck... etc.
