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Insults


I say shit all the time

It comes out like vocal diarrhea 

Spilling out uncontrolled.

I try to watch, not say shit or fuck

Piss, bitch, dick or cunt

I hate those words. Yet I use them.

I know I shouldn't they just slip

When I lose my grip.

Yeah they add color and flare

A language universal

But heck, what good do they do?

I should pull out Shakespearean

Intelligence, slick rhymes with

Pointed words rather than low blows

And classless insults.

But then again. Why spit insults?

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