Agent Orange

There's an ugly orange cunt
An AI generated Jesus
A maniacal cunt
Who told other cunts he’d please us
But fuck my old boots
What do you know
This pedophile cunt is ready to blow…. the world up
Nationalist Mania is distracting the gaze
Whilst warmongering cunts set the whole world ablaze
Where there’s war there is profit
It's not a cliché
And for cunty investors it's hip hip hooray!
The Palantir sneer of bloodlust and joy
Ship ahoy Ship, ahoy!
Sink the cunt my boy!
Agenda 2030 is a conspiracy bent
They call us all cunts if this theory we vent
You tinfoil hat wearing cunts
Are Stupid and obsessed
As they fumble around
For their bulletproof vests
Investments in arms legs and other body parts
That hide in BBC storylines in business and arts
War mongering cunts
Weak and paid for
City of London grey suits
Who shuffle and bore
So to make up for their lack of personality traits
They throw money at drones
And that annihilates
The souls of the world who they could never understand
These grey suited city cunts
With blood on their hands
Shedding their Palin-tears of joy and profit
A prophetic cesspit of the demonic
The AI slop is a part of it too
Giving them targets to kill or pursue
As the bleaters look down at the latest app
Apply the latest filler to make them look happ - eee
Boom boom boom the world blows up!
Look up you cunty cunts
You placid twunts
You influencer stunts
You stunted selfish munts
Look above as the drones fly by
As the cloud seeding zigzags pattern the sky
As the children are shattered
As the world is consumed
By religious obsessives and lunatic loons
Agent Orange is back once more
Risen from Vietnam and stood at the door
With more mutilation
And conjured up torture
A narcissistic plague
An obsessive debaucher
A ballroom of horror with a dance floor of blood
Built for a puppet
With a heart carved from wood
What a fucking absurd and ridiculous state
When a psychotic cretin governs the worlds fate

Yet we know that these so called men (it’s always men)
Are just the distraction
To cover the tracks of the real interaction(s)…