You can't love a tyrant.

You can't love a hard man,
He will crush you to the silt,
You can't love a braggard,
In a time of hatred's guilt.

I love a tyrant and I don't mind that he 'kills',
I love a hard man and he filled me full of pills.
My hat stayed put but but should have hit the floor,
I want to grope his privates and act out like a whore.

F*ck you poem for rhyming, I'll feed you to the dogs,
And kick the sh*t out of the verbs, your crap will fall like logs,
I'm gonna rip his clothes out and tell him how to moan,
And stick it to the faggots who only want a loan.

Then bounce his kiddies on my lap and eat the wifey's tush,
Whacking asses leather, the tyrant's bloody bush,
Punish me Doctor Kiss Arse and lead me to the brink,
And I will grab you with both hands and suck them Nature's drink.

You can't love a hard man,
He will crush you to the silt,
You can't love a braggard,
My bad ass has not wilt.