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Click hereI wanted to bury him long ago
The heartache he caused deserved a blow
I hoped he'd fall from the sky
Struck by lightning he would die
His broken bones upon the shore
A penis he could use no more
Here we are in the last act
Somehow I controlled the fact
Letting the years pile on his sin
The pilot dead, in mind again
He avoided my eternal curse
Not soon enough he rode the hearse
No more can he disturb the air
He lies rotting, I'll find where
I have no desire to raise the dead
Let him molder there instead
I have but one unkind last wish
To visit his grave and there to piss
T'is a mild show of disrespect
He earned defying etiquette
To bath his corpse in urine wet
I do this now without regret