One of my very first poems, forgive me if its a little rough.... I really dislike Dick Cheney
One more song and than We're off
Did I just see you fucking scoff
At me and my passions you just toss
out of the window of your loft.
You really think that your the boss
of all of the dentists and all of their floss
do you think we're all pigs who'll just eat from your trough
Just cuas you throw in a little hot sauce
But don't you realize that you've already lost
cus that lip gloss was poison
and all of the moss that covered the ground and the base of that tree.
Was really the face of you and me
and you thought that it hurt the sting of a bee
But it doesn't compare to the sting of my glee
After Eight long years we're finally free
free to be you and me
And I wonder now if you see
see that you are not Bruce Lee
That you never meant shit
that your just a Dick
that unloads on the face of one of its friends
running the race that soon will end
and the bends of that road named history
Will never be kind to the likes of thee
and all of the ticks and all of the fleas
cling to your skin with angelic ease
and you start to wail that they'll never come free
and the stance of the quail as it levels its gun
and your squeals of terror as you try to run
From your certain death
as you run out of breath
you take a rest BOOM....
but than you hear that terrible sound
the sound of your body hitting the ground
and you knew that it was your time to go
and later that month you are found
the brave ranger who found you well he got sick
and than you were buried in a shallow grave
the tombstone said "This guys a dick"
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