Did You Hear It, You Smoldering D1ck

Fine if not I did It spoketh into mine own bloody ears Mate Bo Blood E Smoking timbers in the hatch Touchdown Says he With the wise head And the big ol balls Jewish smile Racist! White well-meaning and poor taste of sense Brilliant! I heard it The knuckled pause The smoke and mirrors I heard the tutelary I looked up and grinned With semen falling in volleys Oh God What has become Of me