DON'T DOUBLE THE TAX

Pull up to the bumper porkchop ass,
Feel the thumper brownnose your top brass.
You kicked me in the ear, the nose, the mouth, 
Poor little kitten's diaper company just went south.

Rock your noodles in Branchburg, honey, 
Rock your poodles with Ranch Blue Cheese poop.
Silly little whore, 
Licking your armpits like a Chinese Al Gore.

Take back your mink,
Take back your pearls,
What made you think,
The world is full of Milton Berle's?

Jesus wept for impure thoughts
Jesus wept for impure fawts.
Tie me to an advert for burgeoning tatas, 
Tie me to a convert for Jehovah's Matzahs.

You think you know me?
I am the rigor in your mortis,
The tigger to your tortoise,
The countrified blood stained ignorance you bought us.

Fifty Seven Chevys bumping down your street, 
Honking honkey noses, Cracking Cracker feet.
Whiter than a shade of pale,
And blacker than your oily meat.

I must insist that you desist in your chincy tipping operations.
Don't double the tax or you suck hard.

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