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||sunday roast||


nothing like a good sunday roast to keep things middle-class,
stfu and read the title up there it says no-one-asked.

nonveg on a sunday takes me back,
to a time simpler when i knew no slack.

girls being magnetized i was oblivious to,
screwing was never on my mind, true-true.

so as your raisins turn to dates,
as you discriminate while you wait.

get educated you senile non-fucker,
bout ballers balls and endowed pecker.

spinster - those that vibe may very well see,
coherence in your ways but its all just pity.

your paycheck is your value, silly.
no one wants you for you, see.

so best keep us away so as to keep standards low,
you just might find a somebody to your nobody's bro.

||sunday roast||