"fucking fuck off"

Apparently, I wrote this poem on June 16, 2001. As a joke, okay?

FUCKING FUCK OFF

dude

don't screw with me

you'd better watch your back

before the posse attacks

yeah we in love

yeah is all good

so screw you!

i'm happy, damnit,

so screw you.

i don't need this damnit,

so i'm gonna continue.

you aren't that great

you hesitate

you smell sometimes

and make up rhymes

that don't.

step back and think

but i won't blink

i'll keep on going

until you're throwing

up.

don't be like this

(but i can be like this)

hey i have an idea

let's drink some more beer!

the walls hold no love

try the ceilings above

they're too far away?

have some pot and we'll stay

with the ceilings that care

and dysphoria in the air.