How Entertaining Can Poetry Be??
 

It's a lonesome day,
I'm not afraid,
TO DIE,
If God Hears My Crys,
Then I know he hears my heart,
Rather than be smart and alive,
Than on a death dive,
So I'm looking for company,
To Love me like family,
I always go back to genesse,
Cause that's where,
I was at my best,
And this will be a test,
For the rest of my life,
Will I fight off the pain,
Or will I struggle with the rain,
Will I go insane,
Or will I just stay plane,
If It's all the same,
I just want to live,
If I had money.
You know I'd give,
So when you hit rewind,
Just Be Kind,
What I hope to find,
Is myself,
Living in Good Health,
AN Since were all going broke,
I'll pray for wealth,
To win over friends,
And make the light bend,
And never will I ever again pretend,
That My Dad was the Antichrist,
Or some big bad wolf with lice,
So as I roll the dice,
I always think twice,
Maby Anderson Cooper,
Should slice the mice,
Jesus is my hope,
And I will melt this Ice,
If a loving heart is warm,
Then the snow will,
Melt to the ground,
ANd Now I'm somewhere,
To be found,
YOu know I could really,
Go round and round,
All day long,
But I'm afraid without knowledge,
I'm just a resounding Gong,
So If you have some Imput,
PLease, stake you peace,
And if you think I'm such a bad guy,
Just throw in some grease.

Im digging the meter.
Don't be stingy, black peter.
cuz once your 'rents meet her,
She'll expect them to eat her.
big bad licey wolf and little
Red riding hood in the middle
Of another fight o'er a riddle.
And a Jesus shaped mark on a Skittel.

So, jay bee....he... gonna be.... the d
Jay for me,... cant you see.. my par...tee
Dont start with a fart in a cart, cuz my hart
Borne in art, from the start, I been smart
Bout the tart... I bring home... to meet my wife
Its my life, and its rife ....with bent nails and gingerbread tacos

Perplexed , you are.


Yo. Duh.

The beat fades away slowly, and a Groovy black man in a cable knit sweater sings a marvin gay song to drunk people in new jersey.

Oh shit
Got hit

Country law sez
Don't buy a pig in a poke
But I spoke
And no-one choked

Don't agree with
What you've not sed
Best to go to bed
Without a yoke

I hate my Mum cos
She doesn't listen
But all that is gold
Does not glisten

So maybe she might
Know what's right
But I've ignored
For the sake of a fight

Any type of verse
Can be Satan's curse
But God is true
So the sin's on you.

radio edit: "splice the mice" got to be careful about giving the psychos ideas...