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Conchfeld, Conchfeld, the littlest of donkeys,
Trying to rap and failing hard, the loneliest of honkeys
Messing with the master of jones and blades
Your ass will get cut off, replaced with sails
Little did you know that your victory 'd be tough
I think you failed to grasp that you're just not enough
Meet Couch, everyone! He's the master of failure
He drinks nail polish, smells like he just had a manicure
So once upon a time, there was a guy named renamon14(fourteen)
He talked with a screechy voice, ate lead, tucked his head in
You remind me of the man, the way you act is oblivious
You wank off all day to hentai of Captain Grievous
While you're down on the floor,
Let me give you a freebie, bitch
My skills come from Homer,
Your powers give you a higher pitch
You post like a drunken orangutan-lemur
Your brain has the same content as your femur
Couchfiend more like Conchfeld, Conchfeld more like crap
You failed to realize, you cannot beat me with that rap
Watch this while reading, it helps reduce the burn