Poetic-Verses
'' They'll Be Toileting On You ''
Some people live to cause ado,
their aims are to cause scandals,
among this group of people are,
those people I'll call graveyard vandals.
They topple our stones and ornaments,
destruction is what they crave,
but in reality they're just imbeciles,
who else would destroy someone's grave.
They allow their pets to roam our land,
as they sit and drink their beer,
they desecrate our holy ground,
they destroy what we hold dear.
They truly are a breed apart,
their morals are straight from the sewer,
they should all be taken out and shot,
then hung on the end of a skewer.
This also applies to those who think,
we are just their pets latrine,
if we did the same in your backyard,
you wouldn't be so keen.
How would you like to be fouled upon,
I bet you'd make a fuss,
so why on earth do you bring your pets,
then let them foul on us.
There are those who think they cause no harm,
as they exercise their dog,
then walk away and leave their mess,
you are treating us like a bog.
So think before you bring them here,
just try and show some grace,
this is not an outside loo,
it's our final resting place.
One day soon your clock will stop,
that's when you should feel fear,
for it's more or less a certainty,
you'll be laid to rest in here.
As those pets above are walking by,
you can no longer cause ado,
as you lie there looking up at them,
‘' They'll Be Toileting On You ‘'.
their aims are to cause scandals,
among this group of people are,
those people I'll call graveyard vandals.
They topple our stones and ornaments,
destruction is what they crave,
but in reality they're just imbeciles,
who else would destroy someone's grave.
They allow their pets to roam our land,
as they sit and drink their beer,
they desecrate our holy ground,
they destroy what we hold dear.
They truly are a breed apart,
their morals are straight from the sewer,
they should all be taken out and shot,
then hung on the end of a skewer.
This also applies to those who think,
we are just their pets latrine,
if we did the same in your backyard,
you wouldn't be so keen.
How would you like to be fouled upon,
I bet you'd make a fuss,
so why on earth do you bring your pets,
then let them foul on us.
There are those who think they cause no harm,
as they exercise their dog,
then walk away and leave their mess,
you are treating us like a bog.
So think before you bring them here,
just try and show some grace,
this is not an outside loo,
it's our final resting place.
One day soon your clock will stop,
that's when you should feel fear,
for it's more or less a certainty,
you'll be laid to rest in here.
As those pets above are walking by,
you can no longer cause ado,
as you lie there looking up at them,
‘' They'll Be Toileting On You ‘'.
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`` They`ll Be Toileting On You ``
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