sui generis

To see what others see

Something not like me

Scrounger and benefits none

Council-house scum

Burn them out, job done

Boring, stupid, cringe worthy

Fat you fuckalot

Your kids are you

Mass society’s problems accrue

Because there’s too many of you

In your eyes I see

Nothing of me

The answers in your fat fate

Not a matter of hate

Common history holds our key

Eugenics just a journey

Crispr cleans second-hand tat

Slob-central’s identikit bit

Where we stand we fall

Let’s get rid of you all.