motherflockers

How strong must I be?

Watch the motherflockers run
practically drooling to to kick me
when I am down, and trust me,
With every curb stomp, I can clearly see the
Rowdy badass romp  that you call the Dance

What a joke
Yeah man, you’re so cool
Sitting there in your lily tightywhites
Thinking you are some God
Enjoying looking down your great pimpled nose
at the fight like Caesar?

Paint me a clown if you have the sack
I’ll wait, but know this -when you hesitate
This broken human that You’ve choosen to use
as a meatsack punching bag
Will rise up with firey discontent and
Knock your punk ass down
From that ivory tower you live in

©MelanieMcCurdie2018

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