Aren't we all obsessed with the F word?
Whatever be the situation, this word comes out of our mouth.
A fucking poem dedicated to you, my fucking F-word, my fucked up life.
It's a fucking world, with only fuckers around,
Fuck fuck fuck, go people, round and round,
Happy, frustrated, pissed, indifferent, it's always Fuck you,
Fucking shit, it's doesn't happen to only us few.
Fuck fuck fuck, every day is a brand new fucking day,
Every minute, every hour, it's only fuck we say,
Helps life go on, satisfaction it's always giving,
Helps making our life worth fucking living.
A fuck to the people who think fuck's a shame,
I love, adore, admire when I play this fucking game,
The game of Fuck, who fucks is the fucking winner,
Who doesn't...well...fuck your face in that mess ka dinner.
P.S- No, this was not written only because of my frustration due to boredom. It was written due to some other factors too. A fuck to all of that. Fucking cheers!!!
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