I've got quite a collection of regular likers,

my pockets are full of bad dreams,

some of them mucky from dust therein,

but all highly flavoured if you know what I mean?

 

Bodily fluids, orifices,

always good for the mind to dwell on;

best out in the open is what I say;

if you write with hatred that's A OK. 

 

Never mind the shit that keeps flowing, 

it's just another way of showing

a fixation on things that really matter

and then having a wonderful online natter.

 

A fabulous thing is poetry,

a way to be clever with words,

I don't worry too much about editing

as it's hard to polish turds.