Fat face

Shit and bile pus and puke vicious your bodies rebuke

Diahorea got it bad what was it that you had

Fat face open for business a devouring orifice

Copulating towards death eating your poison breath

Appetite tainted tripe the sewers go on strike

Dribble sweat vomit gab till you’re on a marble slab

Now you fart methane bites you could set yourself alight

Excrement toss it at the crowd profanities scream out loud

After your labours sold one day wake up and you’re old

You’re mother was so fat you couldn’t get out of her twat

An unborn baby you was trapped you was trapped in her twat