Rotten Onion Twat

Also I hate you

And I hope it

Upsets you when you find out

Because I’m rotten

Dead from the inside out

Like an onion left in the garden

Well past its maturation

Sickly sweet, brown and

Sticky, caramel mixed with

Belly button cheese

I will try and tempt you

With a crispy outer layer

Lure you in and

Give you hopes of tang and flavor

Slice me open

Smear my rot your

Fingers, nose, make your

Eyes run, your nose

Swell with snot

Fuck you so much

What did you expect

From rotten onion, twat?


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