[2015] Hurricane Eyer

   
   
For real    
run for cover    
There's a storm a'brewin    
Get out of the path of ruin    
or feel the wrath of Hurricane Eyer    
Surreal    
for sure    
Deadly as Old Testament pillars of fire    
Killer force of nature    
Everyone from the state capitol to Big Sur    
knows Eyer really blows    
   
Tumbling rough    
causing harm    
blows the billy goat's    
gruff right across the farm    
Knocking the hen house into the pig sty    
Sucking my big black cock    
feathers and all    
high up in the sky    
And as if that wasn't enough    
I ask the Lord    
who seems to have me by the scruff    
( or the ball sack )    
Why have you forsaken me?    
Taking my crops,
refusing to give them back?!?    
   
Listen here, says Jehova    
Eyer is no different from a super nova    
Full of hot air    
noxious gas    
Ready to explode    
Reaching critical mass    
Quite an obnoxious load    
ad every so often    
blowhards like him need to vent and soften    
Taking themselves way too seriously    
So delirious    
he is imperious    
a goose stepping armpit fart saluting Nazi    
furiously dictating to everyone living in his city    
   
Blowing open the door into summer    
as if a Schwarzenegger driving a Hummer    
Larger than life in his own mind    
a Paul Bunyan with a calloused rump    
superior in every way to his own kind    
yet dumber than tree stump    
Listen to him thump his Bible    
grind the dull ax    
spew the same ole libel    
A hurricane on the way    
bringing the pain    
in the form of a migraine today    
as I read what little is on his brain    
that he can't say
in nothing less than a 10,000 word essay    
   
Let the horses out of the barn    
before this Arnie wannabee    
not so sly Stallone    
Sees red
beats them silly    
and craps up yet another thread    
while we raps willy nilly about topics    
he still can't wrap his head around    
continuing to fuck the same dead filly    
right up the ass    
Oh, shit - I had the gall    
To break two forum rules with one stone    
With any luck    
this rap session too shall pass    
as the faded winds of this flabby flabbergasted mass    
are downgraded into the usual jaded    
topical depression known as    
Eyer