lucygraywoolff

February 24, 2011

Filed under: mensatl mauling and shaymas — lucygraywoolff @ 2:37 pm

ODE TO EAMONN K***E & HIS DIRTY ROTTEN SCOUNDREL TRICKS

I was dissed

By the Irish.

Two evil bastards.

Wish they’d missed

Me out.

Now there’s a surprise

All you guys

Out there.

Not!!

Two pissed

Off [so-called] men

For the price of one.

The sons

Of a gun.

Arseholes,

Who tried to shout, scold and bowl

Me over.

One a six footer,

Thinks he’s so handsome

Only to his mum!

Yet so terribly vain.

A real pain

In the proverbial butt!

T’other one a leprechaun

Name of Sh**n.

A looter

Of women’s vaginal secrets.

Anon

Oh, Eamonn you ‘beane’

And gone and done it

Still pretending to look for Mary

F****

Quite scary

He is!

Can’ t spell

To save himself

To boot.

The ignorant oirsih coot!

And wee

Breckinridge

The mini-me

So free

With the confidences

Of M

Wi the mind of an unwashed fridge.

Two prime

Wasters

Not worth a goddamn dime.

One a midge

One an uneducated giant.

Oh I wasn’t compliant

By any manner or means.

Far be it for me.

Owning an IQ of almost 203

They, pretending same

Intelligence…not!

One tried to show me

With his miniscule weiner.

What he used to pee.

The other locked me up

Without access

To a lawyer

Like a lost pup.

Both bent,

I kent

It all along.

They two, only happy in an adoring throng!

To me they should be wiped

From the face of the earth

They create only a strong pong.

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February 1, 2011

The Napoleon Syndrome BY SHAYMAS BLARNEYSTANE

Filed under: mensatl mauling and shaymas — Tags: — lucygraywoolff @ 6:29 pm

I work as a “service manager”

And proudly sport

Greasy Ronan Keating hair.

Used to be ¬†a “head counsellor”

For the NHS

……..No less.

Makes me sound important,

When I squawk

And talk

And rant

And soil my skants

With excitement.

I pretend to tutor and advise

At the University of Edinburgh

Ah but what I court

Is all pure lies.

When all I am is a down and out

Fake

A charlatan

Whom people despise.

Using,

Abusing,

Misusing

All  information

Cos I’m allowed thru my station.

I ought to quake

And visibly shake

In case I’m found out

As I tout

And spout

And fllout

FAKE QUALIFICATIONS

My fake wares.

I stares at tits

All day

But what the hey

Tis a benefit

In life.

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Will He [SHAYMAS BLARNEYSTANE] Ever Let Go

Filed under: mensatl mauling and shaymas — lucygraywoolff @ 6:07 pm

I was asked today

Was “he” a man of substance,

Or a dwarf of no measure.

He, who doled out no pleasure.

Who pierced a lance

Thru my brain

Then I discover

And uncover

He only became a sen nurse

In 1992

during which time he internet [counsellor] trained

The mini me no brained

dwarf.

So i scoff

A man of substance

Nae chance.

Just looking for a bit of fame

Acclaim

And recognition.

Never filled with contrition

A mini monster of the deep.

Where monsters lurk – don’t sleep.

(Psst, folks he’s so scared

People dared

To find out

About

His lack of training.

Couldn’t make it to doctor level…

eh Shaymas Blarneystane

I’ll be the bane

Of your life

To pay back all rthe strife

YOU caused.

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