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Some might call me a fartiste
The master of the brew, my rectal love goo
Behind a shitstained curtain, true love never so pungent
Mastery of flesh and carnal decadence
Mephitic, septic, a true delicatesse
Gauging my precious hors-turd
Masterfully catered as a shit filled chef d’œuvre
Separating shit from fart, my culinary skills are true art
Some might call it banal, yet treats for me come from the brown canal
Serve - the porcelain dominator
Serve - the eternal turd masticator
Another round lodged in the chamber
One on deck volcanic in anger
Separating shit from fart, my culinary skills are true art
Some might call it banal, yet treats for me come from the brown canal
Serve - the porcelain dominator
Serve - the eternal turdmasticator
Colour me grotesque - an appetiser in degout
These shallow halls for me are anything but everlasting
A burrito bowl the onset of a plat de resistance so charming
Proctological Stew - Putrefying this mortal brew
Jalapeño disaster -awaken the master blaster
Digestive prolapse, the colon in shambles
Horrific and grotesque
Heaving with chunks, I’m such a dirty hunk
Serve - the porcelain dominator
Serve - the eternal turd masticator
Gauging my precious hors-turd
Masterfully catered as a shit filled chef d’œuvre
Obsidian and obscene, my love juice retracts for all to see
Separating shit from fart, my culinary skills are true art
Some might call it banal, yet treats for me come from the brown canal
For I am obscene
