| Self Improvement Poetry
posted May 11, 2018 |
Sure to be the envy of all....
Whaddya lookin' at? Huh?
Now, y'all just a line
dem shooters up here
all in a row and me and
what's yer name dolly?
what kinda name is that?
anyway ... we's a gonna down 'em
one by one
That's the way it is
and that's the way it's gonna be
you leanin' in like that
minds me of a couple guernseys with feedbags
swayin' back and forth in the summer breeze
now, look out yonder at that billboard
watcha see?
yep, the Kentucky Colonel hisss own damn self
that goatee like a perfect triangle
gets me to droolin' just a lookin' at it
lucky for you missy shots down the gullet
'cause I'm taken you ta lunch
winner, winner chicken dinner
get ya thinner drink paint thinner
killed a robot couldn't skin 'er
pinner sinner tinner zinner nnnnnner
yeeeeeeee haaaaaaaaaawwwwww
whaddya lookin' at? Huh?
your eyes look like two marbles
mashed into a skull
with some hair glued above 'em
and your mouth looks like teethesus flaps
like whats a coverin' a truck tire
I ain't wearin' no panties
and I don't do no cookin' or cleanin'
that's the way it is
and that's the way it's gonna be
I gotta dawg that plays pieano
but he ain't braggin'
crackers in noodle soup
make me poop
loop de loop
Whaddya lookin' at? Chop suey!
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Rose looked at the rose and cried
reality can be so unkind
for she had not bathed
and poetry died ....
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