Bucket Hat Beetroot

Have you ever met Bucket Hat Beetroot?
Pull out his shank, he don't need to shoot
Get your ankles out spin them round
Don't weigh a lot just a couple pound
Smokes bare bush, his sisters fanny hair
When he's bare boshed, he doesn't leave the chair
Can't speak English, mainly mumbles it
Gets bare terrored, causes his sisters fit
Friends with the wollies, cause he's one of them
They're all bare strange and they only like men
But enough about them this is Ben Troot
With the funny legs bucket hat beetroot
Only eats baked beans and mash potato
And always looking for little boys willies to blow
Stealing from kids, he's not proud of it
Smokes bare weed, he fuckin stinks of it
Got a good friend, who deals credit cards
Gets bare terrored by Arse Mash and lard
360 ankles is how we know him well
With his trap phone, a little Alcatel
We all think he's bent, 15% gay
He fingers little boys every fuckin day
Never fucked a girl, even a prostitute
In the life of bucket hat beetroot



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