What are you looking at
I want to fucken know
I think it is something from the zoo
Like a wild monkey or lion
I don’t like you
I don’t know you
You think you are cool man
But everybody knows you ain’t
I was a kid who loved to party
And you called me a Turk
I wanted you to *******
But you said no way
I said well, I don’t care what you say
Or think you fucken ****
I just know in my language
Is just Turk is a crazy persons word
You are crazy
You picked on a cool kid
So now I am heading off being respected by the adults
All you are is
A fucken ****** Turk
I will say what are ya looking at
With you trying to be cool saying
Dunno doesn’t have a name tag on it
I will just say
I like him at least he tries to be cool
But I am very cool
I can handle being called a Turk
I write my poems
And mate they are weird
But that makes me the coolest dude
Ever in this city
I chose Canberra to be the coolest dude
And I party at home and I party at
Events around the city
But in this time of Corona
I have to say I can still be the coolest dude by having fun
I believe in having fun
Kicking former bullies up the ***
I remember when a gay man called me ****
But I said ******* I ain’t gay
Someone called a pipsqueak
I hated that also
Party on and kick that Turk up the ***