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Michael, Michael, what did you do?
Did the first time not leave a clue?
Now your ass these children will sue.
For this the following dedication to you:
You called their parents
Invited their children to stay
Poor kids didn't know you're gay
"let's play on the trolley!"
You said with glee
They smiled at you innocently
They didn't know what you meant
Riding on your cock was the event
Now these children's future's are bent
One kid was only 5
You popped his man cherry
Poor kid wasn't even hairy
Now the world is cracking down
Upon your head death calls
Should think before kids message your balls
I wonder how you could even do such a thing
You loved these kids more than your own
Leaving your family all alone
Such events are going to ruin your career
And leave you sitting in jail
Where bigger black inmates don't grant bail
We enjoyed your music
At least one song we smiled at
Much like reading the cat in the hat
Besides raping kids something happened to your complexion
The real secret behind the surgery on your face
Is that you breathed in too much mace
Those kids they fought to keep you off
Almost nothing they could do
As you ran em through
Well I hope you luck despite your problems
For many more problems are coming soon
Such as a swelled face much like a balloon
End of this rhyme is commin to
You shouldn't of loved and took path of hate
Instead of kids you should masteurbate
Good luck in jail where the villans bite
And pound your ass in middle of the night
In my heart I feel no spite
Goodnight
Did the first time not leave a clue?
Now your ass these children will sue.
For this the following dedication to you:
You called their parents
Invited their children to stay
Poor kids didn't know you're gay
"let's play on the trolley!"
You said with glee
They smiled at you innocently
They didn't know what you meant
Riding on your cock was the event
Now these children's future's are bent
One kid was only 5
You popped his man cherry
Poor kid wasn't even hairy
Now the world is cracking down
Upon your head death calls
Should think before kids message your balls
I wonder how you could even do such a thing
You loved these kids more than your own
Leaving your family all alone
Such events are going to ruin your career
And leave you sitting in jail
Where bigger black inmates don't grant bail
We enjoyed your music
At least one song we smiled at
Much like reading the cat in the hat
Besides raping kids something happened to your complexion
The real secret behind the surgery on your face
Is that you breathed in too much mace
Those kids they fought to keep you off
Almost nothing they could do
As you ran em through
Well I hope you luck despite your problems
For many more problems are coming soon
Such as a swelled face much like a balloon
End of this rhyme is commin to
You shouldn't of loved and took path of hate
Instead of kids you should masteurbate
Good luck in jail where the villans bite
And pound your ass in middle of the night
In my heart I feel no spite
Goodnight