"The Rattled Whims of the Repugnant"

Swine cries obscene they're boring
Plundered scumming of the laws
They are ambling 'bout, the grinches
Garish apes they're crass, marred bores
They abused, ungrateful frightening
Dumb hicks terrible sh*t storm
Uncouth sh*ts snarky cons

Wry, crass greed whims in Sasquatch mires
Of a hundred burgling tramps
Gray haired mildewed grins they're “altered”
With dumb evil grins, dudes with tramps
Sly rats peckish trite bunch spent bums
Mired dimwits blaring chumps
Mistakes! these starchy cons

Boring, Boring, bunch of fools, yeah
Lordy, Lordy, lots of loot, bah
Hoarders, Hoarders, how they fooled us
They're ruthless snarky cons

They have led a miry glop spiel
Sh*t grins furnished troves they steal
As they squeal, writhe wry scum, rent whores
Low sh*t show wry mice shall deal
Lot dumb zeroes, scorn of humans
Posh indulgence, writhing heels
Wince! my God! These snarky cons

They have pounded forty strumpets
Rats shrill, have the balls to cheat
They are grifting louts, their heartless grins
Big whores, big sludge, mess, cheats
Whoa! Free sh*t, they stole
Lewd fancy whim sprees jubilant, my feet
Oh, God! Twits, snarky cons

Boring, Boring, halls of fools, yes
sorry, sorry, callous losers
worry, worry, yes we do, yup
Uncouth sh#ts, snarky cons
Uncouth sh#ts, snarky cons