As his friends in school would fool around with light and dark.. Li’l Donny with his chaperone would do the park.. all around cash for the pound he did torture well.. all those who opposed delusion from his wishing well..
As mature his hate came pure to hide behind bad jokes.. flipping homes of others as those who flip lives selling smokes.. another story for the wit learned at tit of a bore.. who learned to bully well all across the schoolyard floor..
‘Winner winner’ said the sinner after dinner talks.. in the most expensive place where fatso thinner walks.. take a story from his gory words spent putting down.. anyone who has a need that frightens fat dumb clowns..
Make a war declaring more of industry and oil.. forget what you set created on primitive floors.. ignorance is not a fault yet he chose this play.. learned at 7 years before more facts got in his way..
Tell me Mother.. tell me Father of my great insides.. tell me how no one can stem the Lil Donny tide.. please not one true word of light and care for lives so stark.. just remember hatred fear made to sound a lark..
Now a world in balance.. once again evil roars loud.. to give reasons false he falsely acts and is so proud.. of the way he hides his fear look stutters in his gait.. his end in lives he helps or spends.. this Li’l Donny Hate..
Pity a Fool.. Peace Tony