Snobbery Aggrevation
I was born with two thumbs and a silverspoon up my assBut then again I'll buy a bigger farm than you on my bypass
So in the meantime I'll single the seeds out the grass and fast
Yup, I got my nosetip up and my eyes down
And a hundred years of better knowing embedded in my frown
I'll piss the villagers the fuck off until one day they put their plan down
And drag me to the middle of town and hang me upside down
From a grizzly pole, dressed up in dunce cone, I'll get my rights and verdict read to me by way of megaphone
And they'll leave me hanging there all alone
Yeah, I'm that charter hotel Aristotle
I'll try how much sand I can fit into your new jeep's backseat
I'd bet half the beach at least
While you're out on a bus trip enjoying a genuine souvlaki feast and sharing parabels in greek with the local village priest
Jeez, I got more rhymes up my pipe than George Bush got interests in the Middle East
So I can cram your head some more with metaphores, or we can have a seat in front your TV and explore the same muddy waters we've paddled through a thousand times before
Yes, I'm an artsy fartsy media snob, break the glass and let your ignorance procriate through the mob
Or shoot your rifle through the crowd, banging loud, and when the people duck down consider it a nod
Fuck it, you want to see me stapled to a cross?
I bet some future talkshow therapist will let you know it's your loss
Poetry by lou bergs
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Written on 2005-06-15 at 16:46
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