You want to pride yourselves on your tolerant mind sets.
You have pulled your shoulders out of their sockets
Patting yourselves on the back
For how intelligent you are
And how you can understand the deep meanings of poems and odes.
You would smile smugly and sing along with Jeannie C. Riley,
But you're the exact sons of bitches
She sings about in Harper Valley PTA.

So kiss my ass you second rate hacks.
The only thing you're really good at
Is being a damn gaggle of hypocrites.
I'll turn my back on you
And leave without a tear of goodbye,
And sing another great classic as I go.
"You'll get no more of me!"

-jenn