[bum bum bum, ba-dum da-dum]
The Cuck walked up to the cocktail stand
and he said to the man running the stand...
"HEY!" [bum bum bum] "Got any sluts?"

The man said "Go away you filthy perv."
"Cocktails is all I've ever served!"
"Why don't you take a hike?"

The Cuck said "Go screw a dike!"

The he strutted away! [struttin' struttin']
He gotta get paid! [by the hour]
Gotta go to work! [at Trump Tower]
... 'Til the very next day.

[bum bum bum bum bum ba-dum da-dum]

The Cuck walked up to the cocktail stand
and he slapped his ♥♥♥♥ onto the stand...
"HEY!" [bum bum bum] "Got any ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥?"

The man balled his fists and said...
"Why don't you go get a pocket toy and screw that you filthy pervert who can't get laid so he comes and bothers the cocktail man because he has no game!
How about you go to another bar and stop acting LAME!"

The Cuck said "Your sister wasn't lame."

Then he zipped up his pants [waddle waddle]
as he strutted away [got the zipper stuck]
but that's all okay [showing off the package]
Till the very next day.

[bum bum bum bum bum ba-dum da-dum]

The Cuck walked up to the cocktail stand
and he said to the man running the stand...
"HEY!" [bum bum bum] "Got any ♥♥♥♥♥♥?"

The man got pissed, then he started to smile.
"Come on, fellow! I bet you haven't had ♥♥♥♥♥ in a while."

Then they strutted away [my ♥♥♥♥ itches]
but that's okay [they don't care they're ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥]
watch out for snitches [shut yo damn mouth]
'Till they arrived at the trap house

[bum bum bum bum bum ba-dum da-dum]

"Here you go sir, she'll make your ♥♥♥♥ stir
She's even got a sister you can ♥♥♥♥ next to her!"
The Cuck's mind began to go....
"How about.... no!"

"But I like this place...
It makes my heart race...
and it would bring me joy....
it would make my day...
do you think we could...
do you THINK we could...

double team your wife so you don't have to pay?!"

Then he scrambled away! [zipping up his pants]
The man was angry in a trance! [hope he tied his shoes]
He even left the booze! [why'd you do that]

Instead he screwed the Cat.

Love
This is a poem about love
and sticking your penis in a dove.
Getting married in a church
of Satan.

I went to dunkin donuts
to get some ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ donuts.
A black man yelled at me
so loud that it made me pee.

So I unzipped my pants
and put my ding-dong on a table
then said "beat that ♥♥♥♥♥♥!"
and he started beating himself while smoking a black and mild with a KFC bucket in his arms full of cow turds.
(I HATE ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ POETRY)

Poetry is the language of love.
No wonder it's full of ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥.
Lust is where it's at
when I finger bang your uncle's grandpa's cat.

Randomness is fun
especially when you do crack.
I still ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ hate poetry.
You can suck my 20 foot purple headed yogurt slinger full of tar.

I am Bill Clinton and I approve this message.

I was walking down the street
Had an urge to skeet
Saw a dirty dumpster
this looks nicer than the girl I dumped'r

I unzipped my pants
shat on the plants
got nice and hard
and shot off harder than a pornstar.
(♥♥♥♥ THAT DIDN'T RHYME)

I have too much time
because all I do is shoot slime
all over the back
of a president who is black.

I like sluts
I bang sluts
I make them ♥♥♥
faster than a game of putt putt.
(DAMMIT I CANT ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ RHYME)

All of you poetry snobs
are more stupid than calvin and hobbes
You will never be as successful as
Steve Jobs.

End of story. Because I am about to write another ♥♥♥♥♥♥ poem.
I hate poetry.

As you may have noticed that you're still in this "clan" you're wondering "Why did I join this waste of pixie dust?" I'll tell you why.
There is a myth. A legend perhaps. He is a god amung men and makes mortals weak at the knees. His name strikes chords with our souls. His words he writes cause pure extasy and he cross lines previously unknown.
Seeing as it's late and I'm most likely ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ crazy I'm devoting this clan to the legend himself.

♥♥♥♥ is about to hit the fan.