is easy
I just hate.
'cause I'm bored
or ignored
'cause it's old
or I'm told,
but mostly out of fear.
Why be a turd
without your fellow turd herd?
Deux merdes, champ vert
...and our field
is filled with scarecrows
its color piss gold
grains covered with green mold
In this land
nothing grows right
except for this.
'Cause we endure.
We are few, but we manure.