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Humor is their only escape

As ignorance roams the Earth

Together they walk high above

The mindless little twerps

Holding back the urge to fight

And their impulses to kill

Their anger rages inside

As they go against their will

Wishing to take a swing

And let a few heads roll

The world would be a better place

And revenge would take its toll

Their annoyance is thick

Their tolerance is thin

If they took them all on

It's likely they'd win

This is no laughing matter

Yet the idiots still smile

These two can only hold back

For a very short while

Their fists are clenched

Their humor is dry

It's time for the imbiciles

To all say goodbye!