Ludicrous Mammals

Unravelling the rules
Of ripened idiots in their enclave,

Slouching in semi-luxury
And tub thumping in the sun,

Proud old dogs barking at the wind,
The same songs looped on their stereos,

Their flatulent routines
All anger soaked dreams and escape.

Tattooed arms for mum and dad,
Digesting memories with Rennies,

Fearlessly fighting the Libtards,
Telling things clearly and straight,

Ludicrous mammals happy in purgatory,
Ranting theories devoid of all hope,

Sat fat slowly turning to leather,
Worshipping a disfigured God.

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