[Do Not Read This]
Old Man Johnson coughs in his palms...
Nudity keeps him calm...
His beard itches, makes erotic calls...
Misses the days of nightfall.....
Ditched long back for a man across,
Has to suffice now with sleepin' alone...
She took his bed as he turned his head,
And peed in the garden shed...
Old Man Johnson is Al Cheapo,
Refused to fair pay the whore....
She crushed his toe,
Climbed onto his back,
Pulled his hair,
Gave him a good whack....
Kicked his nucleus,
Way to go !! (Bitch)
Now he teaches the kids to watch, learn and play,
This isn't his plan for everyday...
So he gets up in the middle...
Take his shotgun out,
Heads to the man across...
Shoots him in the middle and the head above,
His body is still not gross....
(That flipped him out)
Sells the shotgun,
Pays the wretched whore her dues,
Minus damages and a big fuck you....
(Should've killed her too)
As he gets back home,
He finds some eager guests...
Now off to the town jail forever to rest....
(Goodbye)
Its night time now, he covers up his grunt....
The town hears his moan when he's done....
(Goodnight Suckers !! There's more to come)
(Hahaha)
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