Anger โ like an oh-so รถDD ยงtranger
To Mary’s holy baby in a manger
& Whรถ’ll also bump into You
Then, accuse You like Shu
Of being Whรถโs the fool
& all while his drool
Drenches You until
Finally, getting your fill
So then โ pushing him into mud
While spilling a bunch of his blood
Although โ whenever your senses do come
Back โ You’ll think: โWh…what have I done?โ
As You are holstering your gun while in retreat
Way back deep into Whรถ seemingly be ยงweet as a treat





