Chapter 4: F*ck

Fuck

Fuck.

 

Fuckity-fuck fuck

 

Fuck this, 

fuck that, 

fuck you,

 

Fuck me

Fuck the world

Fuck everything in between

 

Isn’t it fucking wonderful? How a single fucking word can have so many uses?

I wish I could feel fucking useful as fuck

 

Fuck it’s a shame. I wish I had luck

As useful as the word “fuck.”

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I keep cussing as constantly as death and fucking taxes,

To remind myself of the things that aren’t fucking constant

 

Like love, like life

Like a fucking sunrise–

GOD to see the sun-fucking-rise and know 

 

That beauty is going to fucking end

And leave the Earth fucking cold and dead.

 

Fuck you, Nietzsche,

For coming up with fucking nihilism

Because now the word fuck has more meaning

 

Then even the fucking universe.

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