The authorities say
my boys and I are too loud
to rock our own hometown
but that's A-okay
we'll be on our way
and f*ck y'all - we're out

All you trick-turners
turned trophy wives
we spot the lies
in your profile picture perfect life,
but you know what?
That's alright,
go ahead and keep your stress and strife.
I'm hoppin' a f*ck*n' plane tonight

and f*ck y'all
you place your bets
because only I decide
on my time of death
and stick your psychotheraputical
all natural relief
and your hyper-hypocritical
systems of belief
we're ancient history, chief
you can save your breath on hatin'
‘cause I'm as good as on
permanent vacation
so leave a message
I'll get back
once I'm landed on another nation

and f*ck my ex
and no she can't
suck me off just one last time
I'm succubusted,
deserted dry
I'll send the support
the minute you hand over mine.
Now can you hang on a minute?
My girlfriend's on the other line
I'll be seeing you around never:thirty
I'll have the kids back to you
at the end of my life

buh-bye now buh-bye now buh-bye now buh-buh-bye
buh-bye now buh-bye now buh-bye now buh-buh-bye

farewell and goodbye
and good luck
and get f*ck*d
I hope we never should meet again
let's not just be friends
no need to defend
I care less and less
as the end closes in
and Miss Kissy Capri
can forget about me
‘cause I'm not stickin' around
‘til you're ready to leave.
Say we were meant to be
but not in actuality…
not so close to me…
need your space?
Here's a galaxy.
I know the whole f*ck*n' thing
was a fantastic fallacy
I'm fugitive from this functionally fictional
farce of reality

bye now buh-bye now buh-buh-bye now buh-bye
buh-bye now buh-buh-bye now buh-by now, NWI
bye now buh-bye now buh-buh-bye now, goodbye
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Submitted on October 15, 2013

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Scheme abcaax axxdefdf gxxxghihhcxjxxj xxxbkxlelbxd KKx kxmxxxxxmmcxmmmxmxmim kxk
Closest metre Iambic trimeter
Characters 1,664
Words 317
Stanzas 7
Stanza Lengths 6, 8, 15, 12, 3, 21, 3

Wesley Morin

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