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Alphabet Insanity
I
adamantly attack the
alphabet With an anecdotal algorithm made of Adamantium. I'm like an Adderrall-addicted anaconda or an alcoholic or an asshole like A-Rod, no anabolics. But I
brutally and beautifully butcher the
banging beat. Brushing bubbly all over your booby and booty beef, 'Cause I'm a
carpenter I
come carving your carcass. Leaving all these carp fish crushed on the
carpet. Crumbling chron in Colorado with my Cal cronies. I'm cramming it full of condiments like it's a
Calzone. Delicious! I
didn't drive and drink. Whether diamonds or dimes, man, I'm diving deep like an electric eel. I'm elegantly eloquent, and every cent I've ever earned just entered me in the
election. I
got eleven brains like an enormously educated Einstein with Elephantitis of the
erection. A
freak! I'm fighting with a
flatfooted felon. Five falcons just flew to a
fountain and fell in. Googling googly-eyed girls to get inside. Golly gee from Glasgow to Guatemala's gentrified. A
hippopotamus is high on heroin, he heckles me, And hires Haitian Hank to hand his ho a
hysterectomy. In hateful hieroglyph I
hurl out hyperbolic hubris, And hang with Hipster Helen, that's the
hooker with the
huge hips. I'm ill. I'm Icarus. I
ignite idiots in idioms and issues. Jumpy jargon I
joust like Jacare jiving Japanese judo and jiu-jitsu. Killing them like a
kid, got a
kilogram of ketamine for Kwanzaa. Knit a
kimono made of komodo dragon skin. Rich like a
Klingon that be kicking it at the
Kremlin, But I'm kicking through your door, call me Kramer Kardashian. Lethal. Literally litter a
little limerick that be littler than a
Leprechaun. A
menace that'll manifest the
melancholy mayhem, Making a
metamorphosis until I'm mechanized like Megatron. Nick Nolte, a
nerdy native of Nebraska, needs a
neon ninja and a
nectarine from NASA. Ominously, I
mean it's obvious you see a
orthodontist oozing out oodles of onomatopoeias. Oswalt Patton picking a
pocket, plucking a
patent. I
pickle purple poop in Patron for pure passion. I
got a
question, got to quiz ya: Let's step on the
gas and go quicker. Uh. Really getting ready for the
revolution. Reeled a
rotten rhythm ring around the
Russian Ronda Rousey resort. Serve a
simple sentiment, a
simile that's smoking like a
sheet of Sudafed. I'm swiftly swimming like a
seahorse. Titties on Atilla tell a
teller that'll toe-tag. Terminator gun inside a
turtle-tattered tote bag. Thugs are Un-American, unattractive and unwanted as an ugly pair of UGGs. Vivid and vivaciously venomous with the
wicked wombats only walking where women is. Getting xenophobic at the
Xanadu. XOXO, yippee-ki-yay. Yours truly, Mac. Yes, yo! Oh, shit, I
forgot Z... zebra.
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