*We Animals Really*

I’m an animal without a name
I’m a cheetah who looks like a walrus
I’m a cardinal with the tail of a cattycat
I eat my children
And they rest inside of me
I let them free when need be
When they grow and its time for them to make sweet love
With a new mutation
In cold season
Best of times for this procreation
We do what needs to be done
In order of survival
Says man
But he know not what we be
We be the turning spike of existence
Without us animals he is nothing
And we would slice and dice his insides out
If he tried to take advantage of us
And we like to make it look natural
But we all know
We all know what we be doing
And we like to pretend we know nothing
Make the homos think they rule
But they silly monkeys with bigger heads
They real goofy sometimes
No all times
They idiots and we know it
They don’t know
They dumb



*You Ready for This? Ba-Na-Na Na-Na Nananana Na-Na!*

Internet newborns ready for worms
Anyone who tries this shit will get hooked
In places they think unlikely
They’ll get hooked
To the fast paced world of the information nation
It’s time has come
And its killing everyone
It’s going to rip you apart and have you for suppa
And there’s nothing you can do about it mutha fucka



*Womance*

There once was a little princess who was very beautiful. She loved to play in the rain and eat chocolate truffles. Then one day a prince came to marry her. She had never met the prince before and told him to get lost. The prince was pissed off so he told his dad, the king. The king told the princess’ dad, the other king. So the other king talked to his daughter and tried to persuade her to marry him. He’s a good looking guy, he would say. But she said no, I don’t like him. When asked why she didn’t like him she replied, He’s a dick! Then everyone got really upset and was like, Wohhh!!! And eventually she had to marry him anyway cause back then people were stupid. But that doesn’t happen anymore because people are super smart now, and they’re so smart that they would find this story and the way I write it to be childish and ignorant, and that’s why I’ll never make it as a writer because I like to write but everything I write sucks and I just don’t have enough confidence and I always think people are judging me and that’s because they are judging me, well my writing, so I’m just really scared and I cry at night and have no one to turn to and that’s why I’ll probably just commit suicide in the end and save myself the embarrassment.



*Little Bitch*

Sister, sister
You KNOW what we gunna do
When we see you wit that boy again
Dont ever think for once
We gunna let you be
You think you can do whatever you want
Just wait girl
You ain’t seen nothin yet
I’m guna beat you so hard you gun be cryin to daddy in his grave
You goin guna make momma get all teary eyed
And remember when dad used to beat her
You remember dat shit?
Course you do
And don’t forget it
Cause thas what I’m guna do to you
You little bitch