A POEM BY MR. FUN TIME
Cigarettes don't taste too good no more
and whiskey don't do me like it did me once before.
The thrill of sex just ain't quite the same.
Now chasn' skirt and stayin' out just leaves me fuckin' lame.
Snortin' coke and crank makes me sick.
It makes me stay up all night and shrivels up my dick.
Even my ole Harley ain't quite right.
It's all so fucking frustrating...I think I'll pick a fight.
I don't even like to go outside
and if I told you I like living then by God I fucking lied
'Cause I'm so damn tired of all this shit!
Ever since my heart got broke - can't take too much of it.
So don't tell me everything 'ill work out fine.
Life sucks! We're all gonna die. Ya might as well resign.
Thee Fucking End