It was so far out
of our poetic league we built
stadiums to get rid of them
out of sight
barf, bark, the team is "us"
beers'n sausages
served by the outcome of
titty plasticismus.
Doggies was liek wruf.
love is drugs'n date it
Likes'n Follows.
Be as us ! - Glory of Erasmus Instaman
on rollercoastal media to propulgate
the non-importance of "I got new tits"
"fashionable cloth !" - "botox faces"
I was liek silly Miaauu
why don't cha' cha'
mph' cha' my ass.
But was struck by the walls of tl;dr.
they only want money and things
without actual stories to tell except
the usual drama of nobody cares.
They were liek Muh, huh ?!
prize cows on a parade
for a castrated bull.
I just disturbed
them as they chased bones
but they are on a leash
piss'n shit's
as they're told - mindless
only food'n bitches
dressed up with paraffin
as musculature.
So i was liek wahaeha !
Then decided to cancel
the revolution again.
Too stupid, so bored, oh so bored
as it's all mass-factured copies
endless rows of what everybody
else also have or want - congrats.
Okie dokie liek a RealDoll :
Mandingo me instead
Dean me into oversized !
As critics starved,
for energy, beats and hooks
n' poetry fell on deaf ears
for barking chicks
but there's no middle road
for the abrubt change
of x-rated twenty four seven :
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