How the Feminists Stole Christmas
(to the tune of the Grinch song)
You're a mean one, Feminist
You really are a bitch
You're as cuddly as a dire rat
You're as charming as a zombie, Feminist
You're a bad disease, with no cure at all
You're a monster, Feminist
You're heart's a black hole
You're brain is full of trickery
You've got darkness in your soul, Feminist
I wouldn't touch you with a, 419 and a half meter pole
You're a vile one, Feminist
You have death in your smile
You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick alligator, Feminist
Given the choice between the two of you, I'd take the seasick alligator
You're a foul one, Feminist
You're a nasty, murderous squirrel
You're heart is full of dirty underwear
You're soul is full of junk, Feminist
The three words that best describe you are as follows and I quote:
Bitch. Slut. Whore.
You're a rotter, Feminist
You're the queen of filthy lies
You're heart's a dead apple splotched
With moldy yellow spots, Feminist
You're soul is a filthy shit heap
Overflowing with the most appalling assortment
Of lying rubbish imaginable
Mangled up in tangled up knots
You sicken me, Feminist
With a sickening, super-sick
You're a crooked jerky reaper
And you ride a crooked boat, Feminist
You're a triple-Decker mustard and anchovy sandwich
With sulfuric sauce
"So, what do you think?"
"I think you're insane for being up this early."
With that Hisao slammed the door in Kenji's face.
"Well, Merry Christmas to you too." Kenji said sarcastically before returning to his own room.
I would've written something for the whole story but I couldn't think of anything in time for Christmas. Also, if anyone's wondering about my other fanfic, Coincidences, I'm still stuck. The accident with Hisao and Rokurou messed up the timeline so now I have no events to go off of and I'm having trouble coming up with new events to take place instead. So, the continuation of that might be a bit farther off.
