Let me explain this book to you In just a little rhyme, When I mix insults, crap, resentment too And add a little slime, Inject a little "you can't say", Cook up a load o' hype, Hopefully offend you in some way And throw in a stereotype. Make it taste politically incorrect, Make you suck it like a leech, This tasty stuff will get you wrecked- I've poured in toilet bleach! I'll wait until it gets quite hot And then stir into paste, Then shove your head inside the pot And make you have a taste. Hopefully you will enjoy, It's poetry for your health, And if you don't ,well , d'you know what, Then go and f#@k yourself!