Hank Green & the Perfect Strangers undigested lump

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Well I got a lot of things is like to say to you
Also just a few I'd like to actually do
But I don't wanna go to jail
And sometimes my words fail
And I don't wanna let worst parts of me prevail
Saying what's on my mind has ways been hard
So I'm gonna leave this to the words of the Bard
Get out of my sight thou doest infect my eyes
Will thou be made a man out of my vice?
Thou has the most unsavory of smiles
Thou tongue out venoms all the worms of Nile
Injurious
Tedious
You butchers apprentice
Remorseless
Treacherous
Lecherous dogfish
I scorn you, scurvy companion
Thou misshapen dick
Thou bitch-wolf's son
Well hell must be empty, 'cause the devil is here
I've been memorizing Shakespeare for nigh on a year
So I was ready for this,
after what you did
You'll be lucky if you leave here if you still exist
You never knew when to shut it, you carcass fit for hounds
The emptiest vessel that makes the loudest sounds
Get out of my sight thou doest infect my eyes
Will thou be made a man out of my vice?
Thou has the most unsavory of smiles
Thou tongue out venoms all the worms of Nile
Injurious
Tedious
You butchers apprentice
Remorseless
Treacherous
Lecherous dogfish
Thou one trunk-inheriting slave
You're not worth another word or else I'd call you,
I'd call you a knave

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