A song

(sung in melody and hipster rap)

I know

Its been a long time

So darling…

how are you?

I hope you’re really happy

And getting older too

I see you in the pictures

And raise a toast toooo youuu

Here’s to your health

And your wealth

And your narcissistic  sex

Here’s to your ugly tattoo

And your fake I love yous

Here’s to your very bad breath

And your so-sincere regret

And your lies and your spies and your phsycophanatic flies

Here’s to  yoooouuu.

I know it’s been a while,

Dear,

I hope you’re doing fine

I think of you a bit

Dear,

And say a prayer sometimes

Heres to your burgeoning waist

And your infinite bad taste

And your miserly ways

And your gross phlegmatic sprays

Here’s hoping the truck that runs you over is swift

And hits you twice

And hits you thrice

And hits that bitch of a wife…

I only have loving thoughts, dear,

And hope you’re doing fine….

Here’s to you, my lovely,

We must catch up sometime.

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