To Pest

Krielig, dillig, brunko bilzig

Batch it up with a cup of sprillung

Must you kill my heart

And skewer my mind

You blasted my pride with a cannon

Or at least a missile, alas

Can you not sense my dignity,

My morality?

How you lopped off its head;

How you kicked its groin!

You possess Brazuloogs,

Mandertoots

Must death come slowly

I rather have life deprived of you

To you I reply,

Or to you I come with knife and letter:

Stay back Muzulag

Or come to me Passhabeg

I can’t wait to see you stuffed;

I can’t wait to see you burned at the stake

You witch

You malefactor

And must I comment on your mind

Or rather your ocean-sized ego?

You imbecile

Or me a genius

Malig, zuluck and a pinch of sholack

Dalack, pollag, asbertag, mozack

Alas, I’m a sociopath;

You a sheep

And I can’t wait to see you ten years from now

Or very soon before college

With me successful

And you a hobo

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Total silence

Goodbye

Or Hello