A warning should be issued for the bearing of these guns,
said me to myself in the mirror.
'Lol don't be silly,' replied my reflection,
'Your arms are like string only thinner.'
I told my reflection to fuck off,
after all they're his arms too,
But my reflection told me to fuck off right back,
what else did I have left to do?
The mirror got broke for acting so smug,
In pieces all over the floor.
A tonne of bad luck was coming my way,
But at least I'd be insulted no more.