A curse from me to you,
For all that you've put me through.
What once was love and desire,
Now ignites an inner fire.
Hear these words and remember me,
Hear these words and set me free.
All the small things that you hold dear,
Will soon become frighteningly queer.
May your bath water always be lukewarm,
May your ideas and dreams never form,
May your coffee be forever cold,
And your regrets stay with you until you're old.
May your penis never fully erect,
May every new car you get be wrecked.
May you wake up every morning groggy,
And may your cereal always be soggy.
This curse is sent from me to you,
With the hope that one day around the bend,
The pain that you have put me through,
Will at last and finally come to an end.
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