Kid you can't read,
if someone were to date you, it would be a good deed.
Your face is so rank,
it made the fish jump outta the fish tank.
I despise talking to you.
Your voice sounds like a kazoo.
You look like a pile on manure.
Makes sense because you live in a sewer.
Forever alone.
You will never find someone,
many cats you'll hold.
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