Oh, that honest smile you got from a text message
you drinker of malty beverage.
you swam into your so called religious cage,
rage, as you never engage
constituted in the same page
the law of your anger gauge
dismayed; in your skirt that is more of a beige.
while you tell stories about your wage
proving nothing, ever as we age.
cleavage, you show while upstage
so you now project that image?
faith flows in a drainage.
increased sagging comes with heavy usage.