You made your mad claim
For notorious fame.
Now throw down and draw
Or whimper and crawl
Go back to your rock, and
Bury that face
You are…
Mockery, shame, and a common disgrace.
Your rant and your rave
Will lead to your grave
I’ll send you the hell
For the lies that you tell, or
The men that you shot
Names you forgot
Just take that step nearer
To the solemn hucklebearer.
