Saturday 8 October 2011

you wait for a bus, and then two popes come along at once. What!?


I just wrote a little beautiful poem, i'd like to call it 'WHAT!' Thanks :P

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the pope!
He's gettin it on.
He won't last 5 minutes
and he chucks the condom!
he's doing his thing on egyptian cotton sheets
i know that's quality the pope is unique
and now he's jumping just because he can
in the room of mirrors in the fucking vatiCAN

WHAT

The pope
he's going up in smoke
and it isn't traditional his eyes are steaming red
now his stomachs craving a little of a tasting
muching on some real nice communion wafers

like WHAT
the pope's got a tattoo
a koi fish fighting
a fucking sabre tooth
and i'm like can I get your autograph
and he's like no! shove it up your arse!

Like boom, uppin up the zoom
the pope's gone mad with the bass inside the room
i think he's givin into temptation
but he's the master for having motivation

i think time has taken it's toll
poor ratty-z will end up on the dole
and I'm just stood here with a camera in my pen
and i'll just say the pope was in the 'zen'

WHAT

...what???

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