Don't Touch My Screen
By: Gerrit Coetzee
My LCD is shiny.
Your fingers, grimy.
When they combine,
your ass is mine.
I will burn down your home.
Bury you deep in the loam.
I smash your fingers with a brick.
I'll break your elbows real quick.
Let me reiterate,
you I will obliterate.
My LCD is clean.
It has a nice glean.
Your hands are soiled.
Your hands are oiled,
and if you touch my screen,
I'll be holding your spleen.
I'm serious.
Dead serious.
Don't touch my screen.
By: Gerrit Coetzee
My LCD is shiny.
Your fingers, grimy.
When they combine,
your ass is mine.
I will burn down your home.
Bury you deep in the loam.
I smash your fingers with a brick.
I'll break your elbows real quick.
Let me reiterate,
you I will obliterate.
My LCD is clean.
It has a nice glean.
Your hands are soiled.
Your hands are oiled,
and if you touch my screen,
I'll be holding your spleen.
I'm serious.
Dead serious.
Don't touch my screen.
