Except for sex, poems
Are what makes life livable.
That, and alcohol.
That, and alcohol
This, and methamphetamine
This, that, the other
This, that, the other,
Something else entirely.
Is anything left?
Is anything left?
The relatives tore up the
Thanksgiving turkey
Thanksgiving turkey
Had a smirk. He’d been saved
With a duck and hen.
With a duck and a hen
And one gigantic turkey
I made turducken
I made turducken,
And when I ate it, it was
Humaturducken.
Humaturducken
Why humaturducken? 'cuz
You don’t know the words
You don’t know the words?
I’ll start. “I saw her today
At the reception…”
“…at the reception,
A glass of wine in her hand.”
She drinks way too much.
She drinks way too much
And besides that, she can get
No satisfaction
Know satisfaction
When you start me up in a
Crossfire hurricane.
Crossfire hurricane
Dylan’s sequel to his song
Hurricane Carter
Hurricane Carter
Nell Carter could sing, dance, act
She’s a triple threat
She’s a triple threat
And a super freak and, let’s
Not forget, brick house.
Not forget, brick house’
Much better than a glass house
For throwers of stones.
For throwers of stones.
They should know they do not roll
And gather no moss
And gather no moss
Mick and the Stones were good at
Gathering money
Gathering money
Is to Mammon what X-Wing
Craft are to D2
Craft R2-D2
Is made from wastepaper bin
And old mixing bowl.