Piers Poem by Jason Jackson
Piers
Piers Morgan is a supercilious prick,
I hope that he dies young,
how could he spot any talent,
the slack-jawed fawning mong
Piers Morgan is a virgin,
his face is a natural curse,
if he would take off any of his clothes,
I'd rather be prostrate in a hearse.
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4/25/2024 6:29:04 AM # 1.0.0.1119
supercilious, is a wonderful way to describe him JJ! lol i take it you are not a fan then? lol smiling, knowingly! Tai