Bareballz told me to masterbate

Hardislife I do hate

0/10 I would rate

Never will she have a date

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I wish I was 6

but fate and destiny are dicks

Maybe once I make it to heaven

ill stop being 5'11

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I wish I was six foot nine

But then it'd be hard to sixty nine

With my gurl who is four foot nine

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with great consternation, the nazis built a nation, sent the joos to the woods for a camp

the weather wasnt pleasing, the conditions uneasing

they died in the cold and the damp

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look at poor guero. he need couple dinero

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Guero has dinero

More then you think

Then again you don’t think

Ain’t that right little twink?

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twink he may be

but truth he does see

never met a responsible beaner

when daddy sends you packing

you'll be in for a shellacking

and GDOW will say neener neener

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literary genius with a giant penis

my career took off to venis

but then it careened

they said I was obscene

and when I was cancelled

they all did a dance and

they shouted dude she was ten!

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Holy fuck lawl

Deuxchad poetry club

My mother in law

Gave me a good rub

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yallre just jealous

of my perfection

yallre very gay

and rhyme good

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Thots and tots

One makes another

While the other lacks a good mother

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He likes anal

Why and how

His opinions are anal

His cars a Prius

And his jeans are skinny

His views are lefty

His height is so miny

Buzzfeed he reads

At Zoomers he reees

At the end of the night

He’s back on his knees

Your probably asking

Wait how is he gay

He posts on plebbit

That’s all there is to say

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Libtards, I own

My basement, I roam

Minorities I hate

Womans I rate

And the end of the day

My tendies await

And the scale itself

Goes back up in weight

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Shapiro's the name

Logic's the game

Facts I shall frame

your brain I shall maim

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Shapiro I am

I am Shapiro

Libtards I own

Epically as own

Redistribution of wealth

Put it back on the shelf

Unless it’s taxes and aid

To Israel you pay

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ok I gotta go

time is short

if I stay any longer

my brain's gonna rot

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I gotta go

For the night I do call

The best part will be

Getting to see you all

The morning it beckons

Neet life I desire

Wage slavery is suffering

But I need to be hired

My last desire

Is simply no fight

I need to say fuck it

And call it a night

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Your 9-5

Feels like 1855

Slavery it is

The bills it will pay

Shitposting with deuxchat

I yearn for all day

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I dont even work

I just show up and lurk

on plebbit all day I do post

tho I get paid

my ennui says hey

and this depression I cannot slay

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Depression

A cure

What words could unferl it

Exercise and diet cure more then rope and a bullet

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Put a smile on your face

Say fuck it oh well

At least I’m not dead yet and burning in hell

So today I look up

Feel free and swell

Grasp some fresh air and say oh well

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Im not actually depressed

just rather repressed

Id rather kick a puppy than rope

but I know that wont help

just send me to hell

cuz thats shits just one giant cope

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Work harder then you post

Your job it means well

And your boss he’s a prick

But probably means well

Stop lurking on plebbit

Make work go on without anger

Until your promoted

And your boss is demoted

He looks with a grin

Full of anger and sin

And hangs you a plaque

That you can stack

What does it say

What does it may

You let go of danger

The plaque it reads

“Thanks for the gold kind stranger”

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