Throw in the Pal

I hate the way they talk so much,

I hate the way they laugh.

I hate that they’re so out of touch,

I hate the constant gaffes.

I hate the way that their do bits,

I hate it when they sing,

I hate these opinionated sh!ts,

And I really f$&@in' hate it when they sing.

I hate the fact that they are always around,

Even though the pod’s hit a wall,

But mostly I hate that they can’t rhyme,

Not any one of them, not a single Pal.