VonDiezyl

I know a certain monkey, Who hasn't got a clue, Who thinks that all his insults, Have been created new. Little does he know, I've heard them all before, And all my healed wounds, Are becoming raw.Meanness and cruelty, Is his new addiction, He's hurting all these people, Without any conviction. I'll carry on watching him, Be an awful person, While the symptoms of his illness, Continue to worsen.He's got the Devil living it up, Inside his squishy brains, And injecting venomous poison, Deep within his veins. He had a shiny soul, That he chose to sell, To buy a one-way ticket, Straight down to hell.I've got a monkey on my back, With crooked sh...