OBLITERATE

Whenever you want to OBLITERATE 
Count to ten and try to wait
Take a deep breath 
Avoid crystal meth
And soon you can open the Hormuz strait.

Whenever I hear the word obliterate
It makes me feel kind of irate
I picture a man
With little hands
Who speaks like he's in a deranged state.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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