When the noise of exterior souls exceeds standards, I turn it off.
"Yo soy el rey"
My dominion stretches as far as my head to the soles of my feet.
And I'm walking the opposite way.
Like a genie who gets paid commission, you come to my space and exceed the noise standard.
"Yo soy el rey"
My dominion stretches as far as my head to the soles of my feet.
And I'm walking the opposite way.
They say I walk away half the time.
I get looked at funny.
I'm the local eyesore.
I swear, I'm not self-destructive.
When the moon turns crimson,
and the tide reaches the grass,
I'll say that I have the pizza you wanted.
The flavor is crowbar.
Your big head will be swollen.
God will **** you down to the flames.
"Yo soy el rey"
I swear I'm not self-destructive.
How's this for a first poem?