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The State of Fart
It is an imperfect world but my molasses
being taken over by crotchety crazies
in puddle-ass nappies with art to fart
sticking bubblegum beneath their seats
In wife beater shirts and faded tattoos
AKA cheap suits for demented souls
covered in TV reruns of global mold
thinking they are a Knucklehead Harley
I don't cotton to a shallow stalk of cane
and Jack Daniels with varicose veins
with their rusted old senile blue gums
squawking like a jackass myna bird on the run
Everyone knows that a Harley is a bicycle
with a rubber band wound to tight
It is an imperfect world but my molasses
in puddle-ass nappies with art to fart
being taken over by crotchety crazies
in puddle-ass nappies with art to fart
sticking bubblegum beneath their seats
In wife beater shirts and faded tattoos
AKA cheap suits for demented souls
covered in TV reruns of global mold
thinking they are a Knucklehead Harley
I don't cotton to a shallow stalk of cane
and Jack Daniels with varicose veins
with their rusted old senile blue gums
squawking like a jackass myna bird on the run
Everyone knows that a Harley is a bicycle
with a rubber band wound to tight
It is an imperfect world but my molasses
in puddle-ass nappies with art to fart
Published 11th Sep 2023
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11th Sep 2023 11:30pm
12th Sep 2023 00:03am
What is poetry without imagination? I am a private person and not a picture on the wall. Thank you for your comment. My ink slings globs and at times offensive but it often rains the truth
