Hope May Hate

I hate you with the ferocious fire of a thousand blistering suns

I hope that all your number twos come out like barbed wire number ones

May every single thing you try to taste be like eating actual shit

May all your days be full of rain comprised of venomous spit

I hope that when the meteor hits it somehow just hits you

I hate you more than life itself and then add infinity times by two

May you fall into a meat grinder and be served to pigs in stys

I hope you get an arse disease and 8 needles pin your eyes

I hate you like I’d hate to have my insides devoured by rats

May your genitals be daily clawed and chewed by several angry cats

I hope you always disappoint your mum and her tears can fill a sea

I hate you for just being you and for what you’ve done to me

May your Dad always wish he’d got off your Mum and instead just had a wank

I hope that all your life you fail with this rhyme and your actions to thank

I’ll hate you forever and I hope you may know every word you have read is a curse

May your soul know no peace as it sizzles in hell and the Devil saves you for his worst