Poem I.
I do not get the female sex
I just don't understand
Why they must spend so much time
Putting polish on their hands
Does anyone care how they fix their hair?
I don't care, not me
And all that smelly makeup shit
Makes my eyes watery
Reminds me of two girls I knew
Becky and Maria
They wore too much of that smelly crap
And it gave my diarrhea
And I hate all those obese girls
Who swim in a bikini
Not only does it make me barf
It makes my penis teeny
Why the hell do they wear high heels?
It's not comfy anyway
Who gives a damn if your look tall?
I hope you trip one day
Makeup and lipstick don't change your looks
For better or for worse
To all you girls it�s the end of the world
If your shoes don't match you purse
"Maid in Manhattan" and "Bring it On"
Are the only movies you like to watch
If I ever saw one of those films
I'd get a pain in my crotch
Ah, the hell with all you females
Makeup smells like a skunk
The only time a girl is good
Is when she's really drunk
Poem II.
In the summer in the black of night
Little Johnny said to me �Do you wanna fight?�
I said �ok� and I nodded my head
I pulled out a gun and shot him dead
Poem III.
I am a man, a man I am
I hate Susan B. Anthony, that feminist wo-MAN
No feminist ever shook my hand
They�ll lead us to hell, they will be dammed
When a feminist said �Hello� to me
I treated that bitch like a sidewalk tree
I became a dog and pulled out my weenie
I raised my leg and on her I peed
Poem IV.
People aren�t as good as me
I am the ultimate best
When some guy told me to piss off
I shot him in his chest
No one can ever prove me wrong
I kick so much butt
When a girl told me that I was ugly
I bayoneted that filthy slut
Poem V.
I was on a train one time
Sitting in the caboose
Some girl started singing Mandy Moore
And now she hangs from a noose
The same girl�s friend had really bad breath
Oh man, did that mouth smell
So I made a hole in the earth�s crust
And threw her into hell
Poem VI.
One day I was standing in line
At the grocery store
I was already pissed but a kid began to cry
And I got pissed some more
So I pulled out a flamethrower
And I burned that kid to hell
I took its head and bit it off
Man the taste was swell
Just so you understand something
Little kids I eat
I just can�t get enough of that taste
And that tender juicy meat