It's your fault
For leaving

It's your fault

So as you go on
With your busy life

Will you spare
A thought
For me

You're the friend
I had
Who left me

******* America
With no money
You can't do anything

A few friends scattered
Far away

******* America
No chance of making
Any female friends

******* America

The radiation from
The Fukishima incident
Contaminates the planet

It won't be long
Before a major
Catastrophic event

America is not
Exceptional

It is a morally depraved
Bankrupt busybody

A failure in Iraq
And Afghanistan

May ******* America

From My Therapist
I learned
Not to trust people

I learned also

That having me
As her client
Didn't matter at all
To her

I was just another client
Despite her kind words

I wanted to be friends
But she ruined things
And left

I won't bother
Forgiving you

It's your fault

Ask forgiveness
For what you have done

Have a great holiday
And remember
How you left
Your practice

How you left your friend
And how alone I am

You aren't so great
After all

One day
You'll suffer

Just as I did
You deserve it

You left
I'm angry

I am 31 years of age
I am broke
And work part time

I am fairly intelligent
And I enjoy documentaries

I live in a suburban neighborhood

I live in the home
Of
The Tournament of Roses

I think
America
Has a dim future

I watch Netflix
And Amazon Prime movies

I enjoy comedy
And gaming streams
On Twitch

I walk in gardens

And
I dream of living
In other households

Each night
A different
American home

A different culture
Different people

Would be fun

Generalizations
Aren't usually
A great idea

But Americans
Are a pretty good people

It's just our government
Bleh...
Not so great

My friend moved
Into a home
Built in 1915

The Rams won
Their first
NFL game today

Time goes on

She keeps asking
If I had, "A Nice Day?"

I still don't know
What that means

It was a good day
Yes

Let's assign it
A quality

Nice is not
An effective adjective
To describe a day

There is no money
No upward mobility
No career

I choose to
Do as I please

I guess I would
Have liked
To have worked
At that rehab center

To have been accepted
Into the MSW program

Oh well
It's all the same
To me

There are other bodies
To make a difference
In people's lives

I've spent so much time alone
I just want to be alone
WIth my Youtube

Just walking around
Walking around

People my age
Just look at the phones

I hardly see my friends
I drive around
Suburban
Socal neighborhoods

I wrote instructions
On where to bury
My ashes
When I am cremated one day

They are in my car
Please, no funeral
I added

I may be one of
The most kind
Most caring people
That ever lived

And not many people
Know that I guess

Nowhere to go
No one to meet
No money
None saved

This is my American life

I saw the asian man
In his 60's I believe
He looked strong and fit
Or he might be in his
Early 70's

One day
I may be
Without food
WIthout water

I wanted to have
More good times

Where did all the people go?
Where have they gone?

The people make this life real....
I don't know what to think
Or what to feel

I had a bean salad
For my last meal

My therapist
Had to leave
Her hubby got
A better job

She cared for me
But she did what
Was best for her family

I understand
I won't make
The same mistake
Again

Driving around
Driving around

I'm tired of this place

Well
At least
There is the internet

It was nice
For a week
My friends were here

At the restaurant
I even had
Half a beer

That is rare for me

Well
Now that I am alone

I will walk and observe
In the gardens
And let things be

I find myself here
Then I find myself there

I'm not really sure
And I don't quite care

No objectives
Or programs
Or long term goals

Just walking on the earth
Until I grow old

A mother walks
With child
Underneath
The Eucalyptus tree

The coy swim
Quite happily

The people
Rise and fall
Just let things be

You know
I have heard people
Talk about me

"Looking around"

"He does that to everyone"

I think the guy said

I'm not looking
At anyone
In particular

Just looking out
Into the gym

You know
Just to appreciate
The beauty of life

If you people have a problem
With me looking around
Well, so be it

Keep looking
Straight ahead

It's good to be
Aware of one's surroundings

You guy
Guy that does his deadlifts
And his kettlebells
On and on

Really
I'm just looking around

And what's the harm really?

I'm taking all pictures
All pictures
Of myself

I'm throwing away
All pictures

All notions
And images of self

Someone said
"Smile"
Before taking a picture
Of me

Let's just live
Our lives
And take pictures
Of the trees

It's 10:11
A few minutes ago
I found myself

Lying ****
On the carpet
Of my room

A frown

It's my body
Despite years
Of trying

The left side
Remains
A bit more developed

I don't feel
Centered
Or content

I just frown
Into the mirror

And what's the point
Of this place

This is good shredded wheat

I still have no money

I never do

And why should I care?

I don't

My body
Unattractive
To women

Why me?

Akward
Alone

I'm not experiencing
The normal range
Of emotions

Thanks to this
Body imbalance

A God
Who
Obviously
Does not care

No female friends
Nothing new

Another stupid day

I read quite a bit
And watched documentaries

Blah blah Blah
The radio

I saw some grouse
On a hike in the Sierras

I would like
To go back soon

I would have just rather
Gone with my good friend

But he invited others....
Bleh

Next time I go
I'll spend a few days

"All who hate me whisper
Together against me;
Against me they
Devise my hurt, saying,....

"Like, is he stupid?"

No Monica
I am not stupid
I am fairly intelligent

Regardless of what you think
Was it the keycards?

I was thinking
I could share one with
My friend

I asked him where he
Would leave it

I wasn't sure where
You had put your
Keycard

I didn't know
If you would be
Needing one
More often

Or where you would
Be going

I didn't know
You would put it
On the counter

I thought you might
Keep it in your pocket

That is why I asked
Where my good friend
Was going to keep

One of the cards
Or, "our keycard"

Your keycard
Can't be relied upon
You never said

You would keep it
On the counter

I didn't know
Where you would
Keep it
Or how often
You would use it

Yes, I understand
Keycards are
Interchangeable

But I didn't know
How often
You would be using yours

That is why
4 people
1 keycard for each
Group of two

I asked him
Where he was keeping ours

Because I didn't know
Where you were placing
The other one

No, I'm not stupid

Should I forgive you?
No, I won't

There's money
Profits to be made

And I don't have the money
Or a steady job

Why should I care?

I'm living off
The fat of the land

I'll work some

But never 40 hours a week
It doesn't interest me

For three to four hours
Each night

The dim glow of the television
Can be seen through my bedroom window

The body decays
More glasses of wine

It will be the same thing
Tomorrow

Off to the salt mines
For another 9 to 5

You know
I feel no guilt
For being poor

For doing as I please
For working part time

Everything is fine
Everything is how
It always is

America will never
Face a difficult time
Americans will never
Face something difficult

Just ask the guy

I'd like to smash
That television most times

My Life is
Repetitive

At times
Lonely

Times
Places
Names
Faces

It's all the same to me

I'm going on a hike
Up a 14,000 ft mountain

I may just keep on hiking

Oh I'm not serious about that

It will be nice to hike
With friends

The Incinerator
Does not care

How much money
You have
Or how many degrees

It does not care
About your family
Your hopes
Dreams or desires

It is the incinerator
And that is its function

The obese
And elderly
Will be the first

Taken from their homes
Tossed into the incinerator

There are limited resources
And a land
That was once plentiful
Has become barren

I've really grown
To love myself
More and more
Each day

After all
This is MY life

I have failed at many things
I don't have a strong muscular body

Why build up my muscles
Even more anyhow?

The overly large
Muscular and
Obese individuals
Will be the first to die

During the time of trials

With limited resources
Their bodies
Did not receive the
Necessary nourishment

I'm here
I'm here

Say it to yourself
And scream it out loud!

Run, Run from the incinerator

The snipers may get you
But a bullet is swift
And merciful

To burn in the incinerator
Well
That's not a pleasant thought
Is it?

I don't know what
America stands for
Do you?

I think there are many good people
That live here

But I don't think much
Of our government
And our government

Thinks even less of us

Smart appliances
To record
Smart phones
To save data

London is the most
Surveilled nation
In the world

I hope it never becomes
Like that here

Every minute in a public space
Being recorded
On their CCTV cameras

The thought police arrested
John Middleton
Of 480 Ashbury Lane

For a thought crime
He was angry
At his employer

He believed he was dismissed
From his job
Unfairly

And so in anger
He imagined bashing
His face in

Such a violent thought

The evidence was reviewed

Of course by now all thoughts
Were being uploaded
To the super computer
And stored in the cloud

Each human being
Had to be chipped
There memories stored

Each waking thought
And sleeping dream
Recorded

It's been terrible
Hasn't it?
Human life

I'd say so
But it could always be worse
And it has been for others

Run
Run Mr. Middleton
Run from the incinerator

Such violent thoughts!
The orchestrators
Of this one world order

Will not allow such
Violent thoughts
In their society

Mr. Middleton's digital monitor
(That was required in every living unit)
Calmly read the recommended
Daily intake of nutrients

He could hear
The incinerator
Always came
In the early morning

At the waking hour

It's been terrible
I know John
Hard for the most part

Holy Holy Holy
Is the......
John remembered quickly
That any repeated thoughts
Of a Divine Being

Would move him higher up
On the incinerator's list

Fear not the fires that burn
The creators
Of the incinerator
Will one day learn...

She ruined Everything

Well she loves money
Most of all

One day

America will collapse

This wicked land
This corrupt
Financial system

I just wanted a companion
Someone to talk to
Each week

It's your fault

Still no female friend

I hope you're sorry
Pray for forgiveness

I'm going off driving
I don't care where
Life is meaningless
For the most part

Did It Ever Occur To You
That Life is one big joke?

The woman you love
Is having *** with another man!

You lost your job
And the dog went *****
In your house

While you were out drinking

Oh well!

You live and you learn

What a terrible thing life
Can Truly be

People don't care
They'll take the money
And run

So there...

They'll lie to you

The world is not giving me
What I desire

Hello
Friend who left

You don't care
You were just pretending

Of course they don't tell you
It's a program

That would just ruin the fun
Wouldn't it?

We have all been the subjects
Of some type of ancestor simulation

You would have thought
He would have retired by now
Sixty-five
And still doing the 9 to 5

Can't they do something different
For a change?

And it's fear that drives us
Isn't it

Afraid of death
And afraid of poverty
Afraid of not being loved
Afraid of not being desired

Just stop being afraid
Love others
And laugh

Laugh at the loneliness

Don't be afraid of
The rude and obnoxious people

Afraid of the emptiness
Afraid of the despair

They'll threaten you
Threaten you
If you name names

Their hidden crimes
What a shame

Wicked deeds
Done in the darkness
Will someday be brought to light

There are no female friends
My therapist lied, alright?

And I'm sitting here typing
And someone will read

Listen to my words
Please take heed

Americans are lonely
And angry too

Poverty and isolation
What to do?

She sits with a big smile
On her face

I dream of powerful women
I want a taste

Of a wet juicy pu*
So good for me

America is in trouble
It's plain to see

This world is threatening me

This giant abyss

This newsman
Is bla-bla-blabbing

But he's just part
Of the program

I won't name
Her name

I wouldn't want
Her to be seen in a bad light

And although I think
Of the fun times we had
They are gone...

And she was just playing after all
She never really cared
That much

I mean I'll give her some credit
But people love money
Most of all

Remember that

The love of money
Is the root of all evil

The more you know
About some people

The less time you will
Want to spend with them

Power corrupts
And money is
Power

The rule of the stronger
The stronger will do
What they can get away with

At the expense of the weak?

Who watches the watchers
The answer is nobody
Except the creator

So watch yourself
That therapist
Is just putting
On a show

Just so you know...

The more you know
The less you should reveal

People are selfish
The love of money is the root of all evil

Hide yourself

I choose
What days I will work

I refuse to be a slave
To a system

I have the freedom to choice
Where I want to go
When I want to go there

Three days a week
At most

I will show up to work

I don't believe in a 40 hour
Work week

That is what my father does
What a terrible existence...
Well he needs the money

And with more possessions
More money is required
To pay for them

The car payments
The country club

This is my time
And I go where I please
Most of the time

And I do it
Without any guilt
This is my life

I remember when this guy
Told me I should work
40 hours a week

I don't think so
This is my time
This is my life

I won't change

The jobs
Are few and far between
And I like it that way

I'll never have enough money
To move out

Life is expensive

I live in one of the wealthiest
Countries in the world

Welcome to my showcase room

I have a bookshelf
And a solidly constructed
Oak desk

The rug may be
A bit worn
But it is clean

My double bed
Is large and comfortable

I have the luxury of
A small Kenmore fan

It's almost 10:00 am
And I will go for a walk
In the gardens later

There is nothing like
Living off the fat
Of the land

I'll always be an economic failure
I think it's funny
Even more so because
Of his obsession with money

I hope you enjoyed my showcase room

If I could just learn
To love money more

The love of the American dollar
Is right up there
With love of God

Well
I watched
A video about Sasquatch sightings
This morning

Went to the gym
I'm eating my lunch out

Someone was at my house
Bleh
This sandwich cost $11.00
I don't go home
When there are visitors

Life is expensive
Don't Look at me
I don't have the money

I will make about $500 t0 $600 dollars
A month
Nine months out of the year

And I'm fine with that

I've got my local library
My local gym
And well
This is just my life

Love it or hate it
It is what it is

And I ain't changin'!
LOL

I've wrote some
Angry thoughts here

At times
Wrote phrases
That were not
Considered particularly well

But that's okay
To my roommates
I hope you have a good day

I am happy
When I am away

I'm poor
And I can't afford rent
Don't care
How much money
You have

Or how it is spent

I barely make enough
To pay my bills

I enjoy a life
Of reading
And documentaries
Oh what a thrill

And yes
You will pay
The remainder

Of what I can't afford
You American consumers
Seem bored

I drove around
My city

I'm not sure why

I enjoy Sunday drives
I won't lie

A man had to
Speed around me

He just had to pass
Couldn't let things be

Then he reached his destination
About a 1/4 of a mile up the road

I am slow today
Like a toad

Attention: roommates
Headphones on
Means stay away

As I enjoy the day

I believe in a world
Without objectives
Without goals

Mostly
Without meaning

Just a bunch
Of random times
And places

She keeps saying
Have a "Nice day"
Like she is part
Of a program

No
She is not okay

Have a nice day too
I don't really give
A bleep
What you do

12 turns to one
Then to two

Life is mostly
Meaningless

Welcome to Earth

Blah blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah blah

I'm 31
I wasn't sure
Where to go

What to do
This afternoon

So I watched
People stream their games
On Twitch

It's a big world out there
With many people

But I don't know
Many people

I watch videos
On Youtube

I work out
But I don't get noticed
By women

Too poor to go on dates

I wonder about this world
What I am doing here

Big muscles would
Get me noticed
Or a good voice

Life is so lonely
So isolating

I am experiencing how
Lonely life is

Strange
All so strange

I wave
From my
Suburban bedroom
In southern California

Hello online people
Somewhere out there

I am alone again...

Doing the same thing
At the same time
Bleh

I couldn't imagine the
Horror of it all

It's 11:25
And I just ate
Some peanut butter

He is excited
To get his medicaid
Part of a health care system
That does not function well

She laughed at the fact
That I had 68 cents in my account

Hah so funny
Yes I'm poor
So are you

You haven't done
A ******* thing in thirty years
Except watch the evening news

So you can just shut up

They don't understand
Why I don't want to
Spend 40 hours a week
At some office

I work part time

Too many interests

Money is power

The more money you have
The more important of a person
You are

That's a horrible thing
To teach someone

I don't know what
To say

He keeps doing the same
Things
At the same times

They despise me
Because I'm poor
Money is their master

In this corrupt
Financial system

Last night
I watched a guy
Play a Perfect Dark Mod
With Golden Eye levels

He created simulations
To play against
In a free for all

Today I watched
A Halo 3 AI battle
Spartans vs Elites

One absurd event
Leads to another

I workout
But I don't get
Big muscles

I came into
My fleshlight yesterday

Human life is sad
Stupid

Oh there is the paper there
Health care costs
To rise in 2017

Everything costs
And i have no money

Who cares?

Why do we need
Two expensive BMWs?

I don't know

Money is power
And I'm paid
By the hour

The expression
On my face
Appears quite dour

"We'll let you keep the money"

He said

You should go down to Play It Again Sports
And sell those golf bags

Great, 20 bucks or something

I don't care about money

Which I have explained to you before

But you don't seem to understand

I won't ever work
Than two to three days a week

But you care most about money
So I understand
With your BMW
And your suburban home
Congratulations
You have made it

Money money Money
Money money money money
Money money money
Money money money money

A man's life should be about
The acquisition of money
Money Money and more money!

You are honestly the most obnoxious
Person I have ever met

Any feelings of kindness I had
Toward you no longer exist

Just go away
Leave me alone

The American economy
Continues to decline
And is propped up
By the Fed

There is no more middle class

Why should I care about money?

I'm just here to do the minimum
So *******

Go back to your routine
Or whatever you do

I could care less

You are an obnoxious person

If you mention money again
To me
I may beat your face in

So shut your ******* mouth

A series of
Mostly meaningless
Random and
Often disturbing events

That can be summed up
By the expression,
"That's Life."

I found myself in a bed
Then in a shower
Then at a Rite Aid

Then a Starbucks

Soon
I will have to
Do some "Work" again

I live inside
An automatic program

I put the debit card
In the machine
At the market

It says
"Thank you, valued customer"

There is one woman
Who is my friend
But she lives thousands
Of miles away

One day
I suppose
In my lifetime

There will be
Another world war

Human beings
Always make the
Same mistakes
Again and again

I like women

I will never work
More than
Twenty hours a week

I will never have enough
Money for my own home

That's fine

I'm poor
I'll always be poor
I have no problem
With that

Yes
I think it's
Quite funny

I'm an American
With barely any money

I love to watch
**** game girls

The kind and loving ones
Give that
**** hair a twirl!

My connection
To people
Occurs through the internet

I like to watch
Gamers play
Their computer games
On Twitch

And also
Twitch "fail" videos

I am alone
But at least
I have the internet

Therapists Tell
You to have hope
And that things will be okay

Tell you you can meet a friend
Perhaps one day

And it's all
With good intentions

And yes I understand

I'm afraid no woman
Will ever be my friend

Forever alone
I am

It was a robotic voice
A cold voice

"Hello"
The IRS has filed
A lawsuit against you

Refer to case#......

One of those
Computerized voices

I think it was chosen
To be that way
The IRS wants its money
It is uncaring, unfeeling

So is life
It is uncaring
Remains aloof
To the individual's needs

Better to turn hopes
Desires
Better to turn that all off

I'm just a tall
Akward body

Why do I watch
Others play video games
I'm not sure

Must be nice
To have relationships

I will
Do things my way

When they get back from
Their trip
They will be greeted
By the IRS Message

Poor taxpayer
Half of his live
He's just been working
For the government

I rely on the generosity
Of others

A drifter

Who knows, one day
I may not be able to pay
My bills at all

I will inherit the home

An isolated life
Is misunderstood

Same dull frown

I often wondered
Like Data

What it would be like
To be more content
Like most people

Changing times
Changing places
Changing names
Changing faces

Not many connections
At all

Just sounds
Sights
Days
Times

We are tired of waiting
For Jesus

We are waiting

Make things better
Make me feel happy
Make my chest stronger
My body less awkward

I suppose you can't make me happy

Oh well

I don't feel anything

Leave me alone

I'm not motivated
To do anything really

Just a thinking brain

I don't really
Buy into the
Human experience

People may mock me
For being poor

For working two days a week

I don't care

Why should I care

This life program
Bores me

You won't succeed
In changing me

I'll always do the minimum

My private health insurance
Is $163 a month I think

I'm poor
Like millions of
Other Americans

I'm not ever moving out
Of this house

I don't believe in
A 40 hour work week

Maybe
I should get
A Twitch account


Getting payed to play games
Sounds fun
A portion of what you earn
Goes to the company

I just don't have any money
To buy the game console
And other equipment I need
To start it up

I'd like to buy some things
But I don't have the money
****, gosh ****
Oh well, heh

No No No
I'm good at saying no
When they tried to make me
Play with others
In preschool
No was my response

No, No, No
I will not work more
Than twice a week

This is my life

It only gets stranger

The same man
At the same time

What is he doing
In the recycling bin
At the gym?

Taking out bottles
Out of the bin

He is not homeless
I know that

Strange

He once told a gym friend
I had met there

"Cover your mouth
I don't want to catch
A ******* cold"

Or something to that effect

Overheard some of his
Other conversations
He seems like a decent bloke

You know
What does all of this
This human existence add up to?

It is just a natural process
The food goes in

The body goes here
Goes there

I don't have the body
Women desire
And it doesn't matter
How much I work out

See, the world
Never cares about
My needs

So ******* world
******* meaningless world

The therapist just halfway pretended
I miss the companionship

He husband's big chest
Is what she desires
His strong martial arts body

I go unnoticed
Who cares really?

The dog shat in the hall
I threw it away outside

I eat my yogurt cup

Will I make an appearance
In the gardens today?

People are gone
It is quiet
I like it quiet

So Yea
Whatever
This is me
My life

It could always be worse
I guess

Tis' better to have never loved
Then to have loved and lost
That way you can't get hurt

The emptiness continues

I hate stupid questions

And stupid people

Stupid family members

Stupid housewife

*******

If I worked 40 hours a week
I'd still be dirt poor

Yes
I'm aware
There is no money
There is never any money
Mary

The government
Has no money

Our country is broke

There is no money
No jobs
No money

No future

And so
I will do the minimum

So put the money in
And then there will be
Money there

One day I will inherit
The moneys

I don't care
Do you ******* get it

I'm spending every moment
Of every day
The way I want to!

And I don't care
About the 'money"

I met a woman
On the internet
Just the other day

I knew we would
Just be friends

And that is okay

She has a bf
And lives
Thousands of miles
Away

She said some
Sweet things to me

In the middle of the night
But it is better to
Pretend that
That never happened
Alright?

No female friend
Near me
And nobody cares

I'm alone on this planet
So there

All alone
Nobody cares

Fix me Jesus
Fix my body

I prayed and prayed
And cried and cried

Can't you do anything?
Don't you care?

I'm tired
Of this dull
Depression

3am equals 3 pm

All I ever did
Was be a good person

And I have to suffer
Like this?

Do something!

You don't do anything

Christians are tired
Tired of waiting
For your return

We will not wait
Another 100 years

I demand that you fix my body
I demand that you judge the wicked

These are my demands!

I'm not going to bother
Praying much anymore
If you won't even
Help fix my body

God doesn't care

I spent my whole life
Eating right
Exercising

And I still
Don't have a good body

Why oh why
Why are you opening
My door

Peeking into
My room

And what for?

Do it again
They you'll see
Pure wrath

And experience misery

Rooms are priavte
Don't open them

Spiteful, Rude
Hateful too

One thing
Is for Sure

They really
Hate you

Well there is
Nothing You can do

As I experience today
People will
Come against you

In different ways

Simply suggested
For a man
To keep his voice down

And to not shout

What a clown

Then he insulted
And nearly
Assaulted me

But I would not
Keep quiet

Would not let
Things be

And at the gym
Nobody cared

To tell that fat man
Over there

To put his shirt on
While he works out

What happened
To a respectful
Gym community?

That is what
It should be about

I told the woman
Working there

Of course she
Did nothing
She didn't care

Then she said something
Behind my back

Life is
Not at all fair

The wicked will hate you
Will wish you dead

Will try to throw stones
Upon your head

Just ignore them
That is what
The creator said

And so when all times
Have passed away

All must be accounted for
On judgement day

The wicked had their fun
They had their day
They hated their brother
For most of their days

The women who were spiteful
And hateful too
Will be crying
When it is all through

They had their time
They had their fun

NOW BURN IN FIERY GEHENNA
AS HOT AS THE SUN

LET THE WICKED BURN!

They did not repent
And one day
They will be
Cast away

Pray to Jesus

Don't go astray

May the wicked burn

Loves his job too much
Doesn't want to retire

How many times
Has the old man
Said that?

I lost count

Work to live
Not live to work
That's my way

Haha

The 40 hour work week

Why?

I never bought into that
B.S.!

50 hours at a job site
So I can have a ****** apartment

When I would rather work
Part time
And live in this
Suburban home

You're only worth
As much
As the money
That's in your bank account

That's what
Fathers teach
Their children
Here in America

I'm poor
And I don't give
A ****

I walk in parks
When people
Are at work

And I don't give
A ****

I'll do as I please
I'm the bees knees!

I'm a fighter
I'm strong

And I just may
Buy a pink thong

I'm akward
And poor

Jobs
What are those for?

Can't pay my bills
Isn't it a thrill

I'm a part time worker
And a late night jerker

Here in America!

Happy 4th

She awoke
To quite a mouthful indeed

And her breakfast was
His creamy se**

Each day she is learning
About her master's needs

It was a rather rude awakening...

If your wife is away
If you are feeling
A bit randy
During the day

If she's not here
You might find it
A bit queer

But I'm offering
My oral services to you

So please
Take advantage of them
I beg you!

Just give me a call

I came to learn
To like
The endless
Stupidity
Emptiness

And pointlessness
Of it all

Humpty Dumpty
Had a great fall

What's my name?
What am I called?

It doesn't matter
Or who cares
Just some warm body
Standing over there

The human race
Doesn't have
Much to be proud about

I keel at the glory hole
As a ******* c*
Is ****** into the opening

*ahhhhh

To the *******
That called me
"Old Seabass"

F* You

I may not be
As handsome
As you are

But I'm tougher
And meaner

Our country prepares
For a possible disaster

A terrible time
Will come
During our lifetime

You may be rich
Or good looking

But you're no better
Than any other
Decent person out there

So F* You

Rude obnoxious people
Calling people names
That they don't even know

You ****