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Iron
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Behold the foid of the hallway floor,
Who sighs in hypergamy at every opened door,
Armed with no brain and a recessed maxilla,
Demanding a chad... right now.
They hoard for a higher body count than their braincells combined,
And slide in snapchat dms with hundreds of men, retarded, stupid, and slutty.
A tiny foid on a swivel chair,
Crying how no chad wants her with an evil stare.
They track the club down to the second hand handjob.
The undisputed agony of a 5-foot foid.
"Who took my virginity?!" echoing down the hall,
As if the very heavens were about to fall.
So let them strut, and let the tiny foid talk about nonsense
It’s quite a spectacle, this one-person show.
For when the drama reaches fever pitch,
The best reply is just a quiet smirk.
Who sighs in hypergamy at every opened door,
Armed with no brain and a recessed maxilla,
Demanding a chad... right now.
They hoard for a higher body count than their braincells combined,
And slide in snapchat dms with hundreds of men, retarded, stupid, and slutty.
A tiny foid on a swivel chair,
Crying how no chad wants her with an evil stare.
They track the club down to the second hand handjob.
The undisputed agony of a 5-foot foid.
"Who took my virginity?!" echoing down the hall,
As if the very heavens were about to fall.
So let them strut, and let the tiny foid talk about nonsense
It’s quite a spectacle, this one-person show.
For when the drama reaches fever pitch,
The best reply is just a quiet smirk.
