5 December 2012
I'm the captain of whiskers There is no substitute Even my physical attire Screams out....little youth (Ickle yoot)
My aimed actions uncouth Designed to cause a stir It's not my fault Ive never unclipped a bra
I play with my whiskers Solo stroking Is the way Spend hours reminiscing How can I brighten my day
Oh yes I know I shall think of topics that shock Now that's a legacy Gosh my earth rocks
Do I have a vendetta on society Will this propel my notoriety All I know is I've never had so much time spent on little old scrawny mighty me
I rock out my racing top Bought it from the shop Where they all stop and scream wow Check out that twigs monobrow
I guess what I'm trying to say Is don't step to my face I've never been into animal cruelty But I'll rip out your whiskers captain naughty
You may think its fun But really proceed back to where you came forth I don't want to have to reveal your name And captain you some remorse
What a wang!
Daniel Hing Online troll police 05.12.12
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