quicky poem for the masses


georgy porgie can eat texas cowpies
he dont get head he says he dont tell lies
used our cash to biuld a new aged ark
gonna fly it to mars and then slap it in park

'can ya hear me huston'
is this signal clear
it was a great flight
untill the capt'n turned out queer
we had to slow down
just to throw his ass out
tell the brains in the lab
now they aint no doubt
you cant open the hatch
at half the speed of light
and tell the guys in the labs
it was a hell of sight
when loverboy
went out the door
in a blink of the eye
he just was no more
we luaghed like stoners
smoking some killer grass
when he sucked himself
up his own sorry ass
you can call him
a casualty
say it was space dust
or low gravity
he was a brutally mean
cold hearted nut
he tied up
two of the crew
one he screwed
in the butt
but dont tell
america that
fill a lie full
of goverment fat
say the bastard
saved every life
cuase we all
feel sorrow for
by his kid
and his wife
we will be home
in a few years
we all miss
hamburgers and beers
so plan on a party
you know what
we all surely need
go tell george fucking bush
to legalize weed
NowhereMan Reviewed by NowhereMan on . bad ass poems i went up the mountain all covered in mud i saw my poor teacher all covered in blood a axe in the stomach an knift though her head i couldnt believe my poor techer was dead i went to her funeral i went to her grave some people threw flowers and i shot a grenade and jus to be sure she was dead i took a bazooka and blew off her god damn head Rating: 5