REQUIEM FOR A DOG

You dog, sayin' that guy's a full-time faker -- what are you, a part-timer?
Stop writing -- eat some beans. You'd have more luck as a fart rhymer.
Or your scrolling code avatar -- maybe you should scan it
And see if it comes up with a random rhyme or the text of Hamlet.
This utter shit you're uttering, dog, rhyming "faker" with "over"?
<i?You're</i> over. Stop cryin' like Tammy Faye Bakker, and go fuck your girlfriend Rover.
What a pervert -- you're also ugly and a cheap punk;
You tried to fuck livestock, but wouldn't pay to get the sheep drunk.
Basically, whatever you try to do, you just spoil it.
Go back where you belong, dog, drinking from the toilet.