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I Hate Beer

Beer..your stench does draw near
Beer..oh pour off my dear
Beer..if you felt pain 
 I would make you sear

You draw breathe to lies 
Romantic heart breaker you are
Dumber than a pack of flies
I hate you and all your lore
This wisdom and anger you cannot ignore
I'd drown you like fodder and send you to leviathans front door

Beer.
Indescribable loss
You took what was near
Beer, il drench you in my volcanic tears

Beer..
Your real name is what I really hear
Beer..your a satanic dose of da' lear
Oh beer..I will never touch you
Not even to sanitize my fear
Of what may become of me..
Of I touch that whore devil nice named beer

 Come closer she says
Il take care of you ..
I say piss off because I can translate what I don't hear
Every attempt to enslave me is your own joke my dear

Ps- because i hate beer
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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