hold up hold up
quit
now stop
president
has stock
and rock
fries shrimp
in the wok
never balks
fuck celery stalks
nothin but hawks
bullshit walks
and money talks
just ask the corn husk
monks
with trunks
and drunks
lots of stomach
pumps
the greatest president
ever!
totally all right
you tight
bug bite
i just might
take a bite
from your pie
dont ask why
i am shy
guy
i dont lie
deny
my
high
atop
the rock
doc
good crop
not
slop
just a
dollop
a raging gallop
if i
allow it
you cant top it
or stop it
so drop it
i'm tired
and i don't
want
to
light it
up
all right mofos
feel the wrath
of my
drunk ass
let it pass
like gass
brothers
in arms
it warms
my soul
to know
such loyal
betrothal
turmoil
in the genie's
lamp
i recognize your
stamp
i cant
rant
or pant
i shan't
camp
a figment
of your
imagination
takes guts
i despise
blood clots
amazing skills of observation, aon
be gone
you clown
no crown
sleepy town
red gown
found
outside
your residence
by chance