I Hate wearing green shirts,
I hate the word shirts,
It reminds me of shit.
Green shit, baby shit,
Babies, they’re kinda adorable.
They shit so much though,
not as much as cows,
but still.
Ah, a steak,
that sounds great,
sooner or later,
That will be shit as well.
Also, all that fat,
That’ll kill ya,
And gets you buried,
Where maggots feed on you,
And you become maggot shit.
Such is the life of a person,
The cycle of shit,
To good, to shit,
To death, to worm shit,
Ah, life.