I trust you are aware That you've been placed on ignore. Thinking "That's not fair?" My love you still implore Though you hate me to the core, From your trailer park in Arkansas Blowing big poppa's band saw, and watching Hee Haw. Diffident, and homely... I'll have you know I get death threats from 10 year old Central American refugees that leave more of a scintilla upon my sole. You say romantic things like: "Horus, you fucking faggot I see your mommy breast fed a maggot" "You are good looking, you should die you should dynamite squat then swallow lye" "Have you tasted Momma's Humble Pie? You bastard heathen, your sole will fry!" "No", I say, but then I descry... Wait, wait, you're right! How could I have not known? I'm as queer as a midget on stilts with a satellite phone. I have biscuits and gravy and a fibrilating fanny A pack mule on smack with an anus that's grainy... You might ask how I would know that? Well I fucked you too, and you're a Jack Ass-Hat?