Momma used to say
"Ugly is as ugly does."
That bitch was ugly!

My soul is ugly.
My hole is also ugly.
They reflect themselves.

Smells also reflect.
Both soul and hole smell like shit.
Both need a big douche.

That's where you come in.
Clean me out, oh friend geyser.
Boiling spring water.

Warmed by hell fire.
Burn the sin right out of me.
I need to suffer.

I'm laughing so hard.
I would like some fried chicken.
And mashed potatoes.

What are you having?
Do you cook your own meals?
Or do you dine out?