5 January 2013
Is there a pill To take with your shit? Don't believe your bull I can't tolerate it
Words you spew When you talk You open your mouth I want to walk
Billy Bull Should be your name I roll my eyes But it's all in vain
Every word wrapped In faecal matter I stand back When your words do spatter
Look at my face Can't you tell? That listening to you Is my sheer hell
Your talk is lies Filth you speak You think your strong But hell you're weak
Keep walking I no longer want to hear Some listen to shit All too often I fear
©Kim Brown 5th January 2013
Don't Speak • Opuss № I