Beware the leeches, they believe they belong
there isn't a status quo 'til they've cum along
they latch on with a joyful pit bull obeisance
sing loyal lords and ladies bloodsucker song
We know what mistakes we made
we see humor in owning blunders,
we know where goodhearted lives
love kind and courageous asunder
Okay, I feel your pain!
see it swear this time,
as everything missed
t'were ahead of mine!
Write, write, write to your heart's content
The poems that give us one last laugh
Pen, pen, pen on in the eyeblinks
These words and thoughts our epitaph
As a twin sometimes
I feel like half or half!
As a twin every time
oh, I just gotta laugh!
Pay no attention to the poet behind the oil can
His pail of rusty words are not an aside to others
He hath not the heart nor brains nor courage to admonish
The toom tins last straws and puddy cat claws of his brothers
Pay no attention to the do-good wizardly rhymester
His keyboard clicks are not meant to take away one's thunder
He dwells not in the misty mist nor dusky dusk of blame
But peeks from behind the curtain with fond seventh wonder
I'm not the King but I'm smiling at acceptance,
I'm not a jury yet I deliberate my own opinions
I've no verdict scowl or high-hatted judgement
not one furious dirty look for flaw leer and jeer
Oh, I know it began for real in 1980
that's when Estate Shops be shady
and Dirty Dough became maladies
the mobs resurged as meaty gravy
gangsta rap tunes hits it bigs baby
Ronald Reagan fucks welfare lady
Lennon murdered via USA's crazy
Easy to rule on others
To leer with scowls of fury
Beware the dirty looks of
the sharp-eyed judge and jury
Easy to reach a verdict
To jeer in high-hat flurries
Never mind the findings of
the flawed and purblind juries
Your fake nails look fake as fuck
I love you, but your politics suck!
An extravagant, gossipy lifestyle
honing greed of fame and power,
supplies not proof of intelligence
showy monies go hit the shower!
