You are considered a joy to listen to, Pleasant to ones ear; However, to me you are poo, Whoever thought of letting you appear?
The derogatory, mindless, vile words you speak Has no true, beautiful meaning, The message you send to others makes me shriek, The rotten-pestilent-rank sounds you make are not appealing.
What happened to the good ol days? Listening to you makes me yawn, Trying to understand you is like going through a corn maze, You will never compare to that of Elton John.
Ever since your creation, I have thought, what is wrong with this generation?