An Ode to Odium

The fight is joined
No turning back
This day
We swear to all that is good
To all that is just
No quarter
No mercy
Fuck ‘em all!
The long
The short
The tall!
May the bones of their ancestors
Rise up against them
(Kinda like in that
Sinbad movie…)
May the fleas
Of a thousand mutts
Infest their codpieces
For aye!
And
Also too
May the IRS
Audit their tax returns
All the way back
To 1952.
Shit happens
They say
Well, may shit happen to them
OK?