Taylor Swift's Cunt

Taylor Swift's cunt

Is imploded and

Crimson

Like the brains of

Shaken babies

Sorry about that

Taybug

I know you'll write

An album

About the whole situation

Comparing me to some

Demented prince

Locking his lovers up

In concrete towers

But its the best fuck

You will ever have

You said so yourself

When I splattered civilizations

Across your ocean face

Taylor Swift's cunt

Is flowing

With the pus

Of a thousand wounder soldiers trapped

In its trenches

But that wasn't my fault

Now my penis

Resembles the drowned titanic

Covered in moss

Falling apart

Just like your career in five years