Way up high at four feet eleven inches I pulled hard to Cebu's peak,
on a mattress where coco-brown areolae & **** made our bed creak
& like drinks without water, **** pigs made it bad for me to speak
& like winks without laughter, pig slants denied whitey John a leak
& given no food & no water, pig ***** tortured this boy for a week
as it's a shortened stay after jail that an adventurer must surely seek
& like gulps of bad water, pig slopes rendered manful whitey bleak
& when vinegared concoctions were for Jesus, a ****** grew weak
& 'cause vinegar tortured Christ, my pimpled nose grew like a beak
for it's clear I don't know nothing about nothing ***** carve in teak
nor why, when their rice crop is blighted, rice-eating Mongols freak
more than Judah-lovers upon learning Jesus gave Earth to the meek
righteously to dethrone kings whose trick or treat is to lurk & sneak
while fishes afraid to *** in a raging river must **** in a calm creek
far from the madding crowd of ******* over 50 in ****-mode shriek
who demand a **** Cheney up the **** & a truncheon to the cheek
From my bouffant never will I cringe with its upturned poison curls
as nature dictates what logic pushes: the ******* of boys in girls
once vegetarian nuts & carbon-credit ***** claim that soy's in pearls