Dey Do

de shirtless crew
know what dey do
practic'ly showing dey asses
tantalizing de masses
all dat ripped skin
going for da win
a tat or a piercing
a treasure trove of hair
no minds, hearts but souls
dey wanna bare
for you, tease you, please you
with every click, stare and thumb through
to get commentary dat says love you
dey know what dey do

Paper Thin

Your ego is huge head so big
You look like a lolly
Golly Jiminy Cricket
You’re wicked
With your tongue
Already insults you’ve sung
And the day’s just begun
You think you know it all
Standing tall on the backs
Of turtles
You’re a squirrel
With no nuts to spare
But you dare
Really you’re a filly
Acting like a mare
You don’t scare, me
No stallion here
You’re a bear
Making her tear
I hear through the wall
So paper thin
Then silence
Have you rest your head
Is she dead
Should I call
Or fall back asleep
I’m in your moment
And want out
Ten more minutes
Before I must rise
I close my eyes
I’ll make it fifteen