byStrainjWrita

Cummander General 

 

 

Aye Sir!

To the cummander

Of the war going on in the poolsy

Of hard men without bones

Trudging on through the slippery walls

 

 

Bragging around in vain

Putting the beauty down

Auctioning the joy of the queen

In vanity of his loins

 

Who pushes the King off?

If not the woman cummander

Tearing his joy away

For poses on the runway

 

Taking standard in kilogram

Living life for the gram

Nothing mind the cost of glam

Nor that of the input

 

Shaming one another

Spilling the secret of the other

Ordering forces against another

Let the war end now

For the future is now

And we live in the now

 

For Adam and Eve

Scum is neither man nor woman

It is the trash we sink to be

 

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