Comedy

Pleasure yourself On the taxpayer’s vibrator Whilst finding new ways to beat the workhorse Play with your wealth As you dine on corporate opulence And show them who’s their daddy on the golf course Riddle me this How many politicians does it take To cull entire populations in a blink Well i am not a statistician but i think The answer is less than three Argue like socrates And add a dash of vitriol Whilst knowing you won’t have to drink the poison Sit down won’t you, zanni please The world is not a punchline Stand back up and wince at your reflection Riddle me this How many politicians does it take To burn entire ecosystems ‘well you brought it on yourself’ You laugh A true word said in jest ‘and you can go and fuck your mother If you doubt that i know best’ Mother nature Watches all her children die of cot death And the only thing she feels is relief She welcomes the atom bomb She welcomes the asteroid She welcomes the plague that you failed to impeach