roses are red violets are blue my rockets explode cybertrucks too

MBmaxberger.bsky.socialSep 18, 2024 1:41pm

I really hope Elon feels as sad and pathetic as this poem suggests.

He’s going to start his own Stranger in a Strange Land style cult

Once was a South Afrikaan fash Who had a whole but-ton of cash With all of this power And wealth by the hour How come all that he touched is trash?

An emerald mine gave me money Why doesn't everyone think I'm cool and funny? I snivel sadly in my cybertruck A man Taylor Swift will never fuck Christ alive, he's the William McGonagall of Vogon poetry