Fucking and killing endlessly,
While living lives so blissfully.
The more we kill, the more we fuck,
So more of us can kill, with luck.
You might pretend that there is more:
Fucking and killing you abhore.
But as the Romans understood
While building palisades of wood,
For hardy nations to exist
To kill and fuck they must persist.
So it should come as no surprise
Fucking and killing fill our eyes.
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