Listen up lackeys
I’ve pickled my liver
And clogged my heart and fried my kidneys
Now at the bottom of the slide
You moralists tell me you can’t bribe me to the top of the waiting list
Get me a transplant before I see you again
Hello is this the Chinese Body Shoppe
You say you’ve a petty thief you can hack up?
We can afford something a bit more grand
How much more for pure Tibetan?
Strike hard against crime
Body part supply thrives
4000 kills yearly need fulfillment is near
The autopsy will read soon
“Extensive open cranial wounds”
Botch the execution
Keep the donor alive
Stem the blood flow and mind the I.V
Increase blood pressure and cranial output
To the hospital and into me
Hello Chinese Body Shoppe
I want to thank you for a top-notch job
Twenty five grand is in the mail
Thanks be to God everything’s for sale
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