beauteous rot rot legions of sex slaves have flocked to my call you are the most grotesque of them all warts and protrusions that beg for the grave ironic bubonic pimpled and shaved they live to gobble the puss from my warts i live to spread my disease at each port distribute knob cheese like some soupe de la mort rot you are born in the most disgusting of ways some become cripples some become gay others spend their money trying to become that way you think you re beautiful but what the hell is that i find beauty in rolls of sweaty fat it s not your complexion that gives me an erection oh no your beauty makes me sick i d rather fuck a troll kick you in the head vomit in the hole face turns to snot you used to be hot beauty is rot  you spend hours smearing cream on your face what you need is to be hit with a mace get tied to a horse get dragged through the streets hung by your heels and pelted with beets but still you are smearing cream on your face what you need is to be reduced to paste wander the countryside blind in one eye sucking the dicks of dead dogs to survive who decides what s beautiful nobody but you i find fascination as your guts are turned to stew forever titillating a pile of rotting feet all you are is brains and bones a sack of rancid meat ja ja ja ja ja ja ja ja ja ja 