poems///may become songs

i'd hump donny and marie and make them go get crack for me.
grab the pope's cup and take a pee
ask him if it tastes like weed or lsd
hop on a plane to new guinea
drop a shoe bomb down the chimney
suck all the salt out of the baltic sea STYLEFREE
land of the lost not land of the free
rocking a rhyme just that easy
making your mom just that sleazy
flip my bacon it's too greasy
after we eat you take a nap with me


a river in Egypt is where you live
negative vibes are all you give
you can lie straight to a brother's face
but i know the truth behind your disgrace
so keep on lying and thinking you are smart shortcut through the desert
you're only showing me you have no heart
keep your lies for someone who gives a fuck
keep your denial it will swallow you up