Ladies and gentleman!
i feel like a scam, rough days and more to come
but I got to write quite some.
Been in the hotel California, you might say
so anyways, the following set of poems for the next
hours and days or as much time i have with
the internet set, reflects my state of mind
which is in a state of nine one one…………
the stairs are steep,
screw that now, lets go really deep:
Where are the rubbers! There where so many of them
and not so many of us, so thus, bitches bitches
jumping in my Tahoe I got some blow and it looks like snow,
in “walla walla”, got my story in there, the big jail that is shit
in a scale
I have pneumonia got it in Polonia
but I AM a writer and dumb shit fighter
plus I´m deep
you said deep throat?
you even look like a goat
the show must go on.
Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.