Have you shaken your unwarranted lips onto the mister?
Shame on your shamelessness!
No reward for your unwarranted leap
until confessing your deeds
Now having prostrated my vanity,
the latter have added to my constraint into you
Nor have you imagined my sorrow
when acknowledging such impurity
while vaunting you among people for being the best
One eye mistaking the perfect judgement at one
the other eye would bite it at two
Beach were you, bitch you have become.
Loss on you, and loss for your prey
Poor on me, but now poor on you!
