Swarms of teethless brats need the stress acts
bloody liquid infests in hands, slugs are in cassettes,
the chest in bulletproof vest, nuts' sqeeze Your neck
Your back iz under the watchin' of clear & dear kin-ass
Your ass is fearless too and finger is on triger in willingness
of pressing it at every second and feed 'at next brat.
This massacre fits to be the same with an oxes castrate-act
has already to long prolonging. "So we have cuttin' 'is crap!"