How the Feminists Stole Christmas

(to the tune of the Grinch song)

You're a mean one, Feminist

You really are a bitch

You're as cuddly as a dire rat

You're as charming as a zombie, Feminist

You're a bad disease, with no cure at all

You're a monster, Feminist

You're heart's a black hole

You're brain is full of trickery

You've got darkness in your soul, Feminist

I wouldn't touch you with a, 419 and a half meter pole

You're a vile one, Feminist

You have death in your smile

You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick alligator, Feminist

Given the choice between the two of you, I'd take the seasick alligator

You're a foul one, Feminist

You're a nasty, murderous squirrel

You're heart is full of dirty underwear

You're soul is full of junk, Feminist

The three words that best describe you are as follows and I quote:

Bitch. Slut. Whore.

You're a rotter, Feminist

You're the queen of filthy lies

You're heart's a dead apple splotched

With moldy yellow spots, Feminist

You're soul is a filthy shit heap

Overflowing with the most appalling assortment

Of lying rubbish imaginable

Mangled up in tangled up knots

You sicken me, Feminist

With a sickening, super-sick

You're a crooked jerky reaper

And you ride a crooked boat, Feminist

You're a triple-Decker mustard and anchovy sandwich

With sulfuric sauce

"So, what do you think?"

"I think you're insane for being up this early."

With that Hisao slammed the door in Kenji's face.

"Well, Merry Christmas to you too." Kenji said sarcastically before returning to his own room.

I would've written something for the whole story but I couldn't think of anything in time for Christmas. Also, if anyone's wondering about my other fanfic, Coincidences, I'm still stuck. The accident with Hisao and Rokurou messed up the timeline so now I have no events to go off of and I'm having trouble coming up with new events to take place instead. So, the continuation of that might be a bit farther off.