For the Love of a Woman
My poor heart was broken,
She left me without a token,
I grabbed my chicken and started chokin’
And didn’t come up with much;
Getting sick from a health food diet,
A man at my door wants me to try it,
I close my door after I deny it
Feeling just a little out of touch;
Walk with your shadow before you,
Your contrived chauvinism shows through,
I’m just looking for habits that are new
And feeling a little bit mean;
Loosen up as your boot heels start clicken’,
Slow down as your pace quickens,
Stand up before you take a lickin’
And remember that life is a nude scene;
Too old to steal, too young to retire,
Life goes on as the death count gets higher,
Too much sex can make you tire
But you’re guaranteed to smile a lot;
Your patience puts me to the test,
Pull over a cop and make a citizens arrest,
I invite a woman over to my nest
And turn the temperature extremely hot;
Bob the meteorologist
Looks out the windows
To tell us all which
Way the wind blows;
Every night I’m in front
Of the mirror groomin’
And doing it all for
The love of a woman;
Veterans are living homeless on the street,
We pay cops to eat donuts on their beat,
I hate women with smelly feet
And yuppie cowboys who think they’re cool;
Cleopatra was a spoiled brat
Who made Julius Caesar a lucky cat,
His buddy Brutus was a low down rat
But Mark Antony was to be the next fool;
I wonder about love and what it’s for,
Why so many women have shown me the door,
Cupid must be rotten to the core
And I’m tired of assholes having all the luck;
My best friends girl was my lover once,
She grew tired of my smart-ass stunts,
One step up from the class room dunce,
I hide my head and it gets stuck;
Children fight our wars and build our cities
Then grow up to sing silly ditties,
I want to eat you my little pretties,
Some women always have their legs spread;
Jehovah nitwits are dumb as bricks,
Latter day saints have teeny dicks,
Most religion is for the hicks
And let’s face it, Jesus is just dead;
People are in dumpsters
Looking for food,
Spoiled yuppies think
Honesty is rude;
The next generation
Is sadly alive
And I’m in deep shit
With my sexual drive;
I may be a wise man and no one cares,
Evil Kneival won many dares,
Grizzly Adams really loved bears
And I’m really afraid of spiders;
It’s amazing what life is about,
It’ll make one person laugh and another pout,
I once knew a man who was short and stout
But his belly kept getting wider;
I’m the king of sobriety, so they say,
Some people even think I’m gay,
It’s been awhile since I’ve rolled in the hay
But I’ll be your lover for awhile;
Let’s find a place where can run
Where the virgin skies are filled with sun,
Then I’ll shoot the president with a gun
And go down in history in style;
John the divine smoked cheap pot
Then wrote revelations without a guilty thought,
He sat on the beach to let his mind rot
And asked god to tell him why;
God answered with a stuttering tongue
And sent a golden calf full of dung
Then lowered Jacobs ladder without a rung
And became a recluse in the sky;
The world is full
Of so much greed
While too many good
People are in need;
I’m looking in
Places subterranean
For the love of
Any woman . . .
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