Rooney's Malaysian Airline Flight To Ukraine

I looked to the news
for my motivation today.
I saw some shit with Ukraine,
and a plane
they can't say
where it went.
Out of range.
Lost its scent.
We're all scared
The shit trends
But the Malaysian Air
ticket I would not have spent
cash on.
I'll pass on
a flight in that part of the world,
where the pilots are paid less than pretty cam girls.
Speakin' of the internet,
You Are Now More In Peril.
Heartbleedin' your data to all of the world.
Call it, Black Hat Tricks,
they'll attack with an asterisk.
Credit cards, passwords, pictures,
they have it.
All of those spooky hackers
the NSA is after.
You need to give THEM your info
so they can catch'em faster.
But don't let the fear grab ya.
Just mourn your favoritest* actor.
Mickey Rooney so happy,
until just right after
away went the fame.
He got old
no one came,
to uphold
his good name.
And the crooks they all rained
from his family to blame.
That's a shame.
That's a trip.
That's how some play the game.
I don't expect shit when I'm elderly,
hope I rot in the brain,
as to stay comfortably numb
unaware of the pain.
Maybe not. Grand-kids could rain from my reign on this planet.
I could see it, just not stand it.
All just pissin' and blabbin'
and poopin' and stabbin'
each other with all
they be foolishly grabbin'.
Just doing just as kids do.
And they might look to me too,
but I'm sorry right now
I'm just readin' the news.
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*I know favoritest is not a word.