I was going to come up with something fun and clever to keep it going but the next line of the real song starts with “cream-coloured ponies” so I think we should probably just leave it here after all.
There are some of the internet’s things that we don’t need to enumerate.
I was going to come up with something fun and clever to keep it going but the next line of the real song starts with “cream-coloured ponies” so I think we should probably just leave it here after all.
There are some of the internet’s things that we don’t need to enumerate.
Cum colored boxes and car-fucking dragons
Rusty old poop knives and vaginal bacon
Mom jacks me off 'cause my arms are in slings
These are a few of the Internets things
When the mod kicks
When the troll baits
When I feel like ass
I try to forget all the Internets things
And then I go touch some grass
Not too high for slaying some rhymes.