Yeah so I’m a turkey so what I’m a symbol of an America newly forged and I live with like 1000 other turkeys in a yard Who gives a shit
I was literally slaughtered to death and stripped of every feather and also my head then some jank ass lady lifted my frozen body from a cooler, put me in a Windstar Big whoop Who cares that I couldn’t even fly
That crone jammed rosemary UNDERNEATH my skin, and butter and sage stuffing Right up my ass
And yeah, ok so I had a corner in the slaughter yard where I could see off in the distance a river And a tree that turned snow white before it swelled with apples
And you tore me up with all the sauces and the sides
Then you watched football
and slowly our shit like Who gives a shit about any of this Then I took over your arms Then I took over your head and I or you |
or I guess “we” |
Attacked various sacred holdouts of your family’s boring history We compared Mother to diarrhea
We thanked Dad for nothing
We kissed your unvirgin sister, finally
We torched the house and I’m pretty sure someone got their THROAT SLASHED
We extolled demons
And now look where we are
By some old ass nothing tree with our hair to our dick Eating bugs and honey
Big fucking deal
Who cares? Who can honestly say that they give a shit about this? About anything?