Poems from obunga
He was a good white boy
until he found Wanda in the bed with tyrone
Grayden wasn't happy and yelled at tyrone
tyrone cracked his skull open
he was a black male
In a land down under
Their corpses lay
Compressed under the weight
One Thousand souls
A hundred thousand more
All lost to time
But with...
Obunga ate my baby
Nash stole my teeth
I gave you the 10 israelis
Now give me something to eat