Lucky is the Dog.......................

Look

If you hit a dog with a dirty big old hammer,

I’d beat you till your teeth fell out and leave you with a stammer.

Your bowels would never work again, your piss now always leaking.

Nobody would talk to you cause your clothes are always reaking.

Because you smashed his head in and left him there to die,

You really deserve the same yourself and by fuck I’d make you cry.

Apart from  branding your face all red, blistered by a poker.

I’d tie you on a motorway, neck held tightly by a choker.

And all the cars that drove that way, would throw stones and hiss and spit

When they read the sign above your head, telling them you’re such a shit.

And you’d stand there in your pissy pants, stuttering like a fool,

I bet you’d then regret being so fucking cruel.

So why the fuck d’you do it? What the hell was in your head,

When you opened up that nice old dog, and left him there for dead?

I’d really love to know the answer to the question that I pose

But I know you’re just a scumbag and would complain about your woes.

How the government won’t buy your food or new nappies for your spawn.

Get a job and sterilise yourself, your excuses make me yawn.

On second thoughts I think I’d just like to see you on that road,

Suffering the pain you deserve you prick and paying the debt you owed.