Clean

Here is something new,

Which might surprise a few.

A newer,

Brighter,

Lighter,

Spewer.

I got something to say,

Which won't hurt your ears today.

Not a curse in sight,

So don't fright,

And take flight,

Because no spite,

In these rhymes,

Of mine.

No R rating,

Won't leave you debating,

What wrong with him,

Is he a limb,

Away from a tree,

Or is he just to free?

So don't worry,

About me,

This is a softer,

Gentler,

Wordsmith,

Who has no need,

To plead the fifth.

So take this, as no less than a confession,

And me learning a lesson,

That vulgarity,

Is all I know,

So fuck you,

You faggot ass fairy,

Who is a cunt,

Who eats dicks for lunch.

So just keep wondering,

Why I'm such a conundrum,

And shitting your pants,

When you read these rants.