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goddamn
mighty mouthers
with their
fucking hairy asses
and big honkers,
droning on and on
about how wonderful
the olsen twins
are and hey can
we have just
one
more
reality show please??
when fear factor
is more like
ass chapter
seance voodoo
quip shit
then you know when it's time
to cut the cable cords
floors bent
sway
choke the lady
never know what to fucking say
when they tell you
it was homicide
it was suicide
it was about fucking time
to get it
out
let it
go
fuck em up
and tell em no. aint no time
like now
to just
screw yourself over
stand in a crowd
butt ass naked
and yell
I'm proud to be
an american
because at least
I know I'm free
and I don't have a clue
of the men who die
who give that right to me
and I'll gladly
stand up with
my head stuck
up my ass
and slander america's
name today,
because there
ain't no doubt that
being a moron
is better than
being a man!
so when you tell me
one more time
that oh
they found the body
they know the cause
they can cure it
and you look
in my eyes
and yours are cold
and the only
thing in them
is ice like
the ice
in my cup
cabonated caffiene queen
forgetting myself again
I'll pull the tab
throw the dice
and remember how to live.
I never took no good advice
and I alway make my own path,
jumping
up
jumping
down
just in time
for the
big shot money makers
white color
water cooler
groupies fazing in and out,
it's finally time
to see what
you're really all about,
so put your heart
out on the line,
on your sleeve,
on the ground,
Imma gon' stomp it,
gon' kick it,
gon' make you see,
that I was alive
before your existence
in my world,
and you'll never break me.

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3 Comments
Syndra LynnSyndra Lynnabout 20 years ago
cool shit

Very fuckin' cool. Thank you!

jthserrajthserraabout 20 years ago
Damn...

sounded like a rant out of an angry Patti Smith. Excellent, screaming poem... I imagine this one is twice as mean when you read it aloud. Well done.

Maria2394Maria2394about 20 years ago
excellent!

you just let it all fly, didnt ya girl? great job, powerful, filled with feeling..glad to see you posting :)

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