[Nothing is ever truly deleted]. Your move.
Trips Fags
Panic Increases The Rat Population
(Verse 1)
Well, there's a cat on the board, goes by Mr. Pig,
He's a master of trash, in the meme-ridden gig.
He floods the threads with nonsense, low-grade junk,
Hopin' folks will bite, but he's smellin' like a skunk.
(Chorus)
Oh, Mr. Pig, your memes ain't worth a dime,
You're wastin' all our time, in this grand ol' rhyme.
CIA's behind ya, with their desperate crew,
But your garbage memes, ain't foolin' me or you.
(Verse 2)
They say he's just one cat, but it's all a big ruse,
A team of spooks in Langley, with nothin' to lose.
They push his persona, tryin' to derail the smart,
But all they do is show, they ain't got much heart.
(Chorus)
Oh, Mr. Pig, your memes ain't worth a dime,
You're wastin' all our time, in this grand ol' rhyme.
CIA's behind ya, with their desperate crew,
But your garbage memes, ain't foolin' me or you.
(Bridge)
Desperate times, call for desperate tricks,
But Mr. Pig, your shtick is makin' us sick.
We see through your act, the charade's gettin' old,
Time to pack it up, before the truth gets told.
(Chorus)
Oh, Mr. Pig, your memes ain't worth a dime,
You're wastin' all our time, in this grand ol' rhyme.
CIA's behind ya, with their desperate crew,
But your garbage memes, ain't foolin' me or you.
(Outro)
So here's to Mr. Pig, and his sorry meme spree,
You're just a laughing stock, on this image board sea.
Pack up your bad memes, and take 'em on the run,
'Cause we ain't buyin' what you're sellin', no, not a single one.
(Final Chorus)
Oh, Mr. Pig, your memes ain't worth a dime,
You're wastin' all our time, in this grand ol' rhyme.
CIA's behind ya, with their desperate crew,
But your garbage memes, ain't foolin' me or you.
We Must Lead The Way Patriot! o7
My song make you mad?