I saw who I regarded as her,
and immediately knew I was considerably more smart,
but she fucking shit right on my ass hat.
Bitch, you don't dare dis my mildly retarded,
negro lesbian Information Technology guru.
That mother fucker knows more than you do...
That dude knows more about binary digits,
referred to by those in the know as Bits,
I don't know why they are not B.Dits...but y'know...
your stupid pump me in the ass prison bitch little brain-will ever do gymnastics,
to make my beautiful black goddess,
who sometimes wears a dick,
less powerful than you.
When compared to my black lesbian famale guru.
You're barely even qualify as bench monkey shit.
I won't straight up say "Fuck you."
But would suggest you go get some culture.
Get into some things you think of as weird.
And retrain your limited values.
I'm always going to listen to her,
When I want to know what time it is.
Whether he is a she or she is a he,
that mother fucker's the fucking shit.
Author notes
Sorry for calling you, (the reader) a bitch...but it was fun.
Incredulous post-modern babble.
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I think the title is very revealing!
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I am in love with this poem.
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this scared me.. that's.. all.
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Cool. It scared me a little too. But I stand by it.
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i'm glad
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dude ...this is the fucking shit!
keep writing!
-Buster
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Thanks bro. I will. I can't help it.
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