a poem about a guy that thinks he is a womanizer
He plays with himself
and for guys he will melt
he wants to be the captain
of their anal beam
he might want to date a rat
but that is just his only way to hit a sack
ha, that rat could pass for a dude
a friction that is so horribly crude
let’s forget about the camel toe
or that grease that is flammable
let’s look at the attitude
a bad imitation of transvestite in a bad mood
nothing good comes from the pores
of a down and dirty drama queen
but vodka stains and frigid fangs
or a thong with fat bursting from the seams
and for guys he will melt
he wants to be the captain
of their anal beam
he might want to date a rat
but that is just his only way to hit a sack
ha, that rat could pass for a dude
a friction that is so horribly crude
let’s forget about the camel toe
or that grease that is flammable
let’s look at the attitude
a bad imitation of transvestite in a bad mood
nothing good comes from the pores
of a down and dirty drama queen
but vodka stains and frigid fangs
or a thong with fat bursting from the seams