Might rhyme about dispatching the vultures in power
… Or scratching my balls in the shower

I’d be voted the grossest of men
Before chosen as the GOAT with the pen
I know I’m no pro, I just smoke on a blunt and write poems for fun
They’re bogus and dumb and loaded with smut
Like my approach is goading a slut
But I flow like there’s holes in my lungs
So hoes don’t notice my stuff

Saying crass jokes for the sake of a laugh
Hoping a baby lacking back bone doesn’t sanction my ass

I wouldn’t show these poems to your mother
They’re not composed like old hymns or other
Classics, like Shakespeare
They’re classless, so stay clear
But at least you can access my pain or laugh at my shame here
© FuzzDButthead