Archive for December, 2018

To Thine Own Self Be Rude

Bite your tongue. Bite it hard. Save yourself from you retard. Be thee quiet. Silent riot. Wisdom’s on it’s way.

Mister Man Reflects, Can You?

He yelled at his kids. Smacked ’em on the rump. Warned them if they misbehave There’d be another thumping. He yelled too much and He smacked too hard and The desired result was so damn far From what he got. He never thought He’d have a shot At someday thinking it right.

You Would

Dude shuffles into your waiting room. He’s hurting. Hurt bad. You’d say, sir, take a number… Ain’t ya heard we’re shorta staff?! Lady says – this mistake’s yours. ‘Nen you get down on cloven hoved fours, And CHARGE BITCH!¬†you say, Mistake? Ya made a big one! Now you get some come up ants And doesn’t […]