Handsome For A Threesome
Good job! The doctor pats world's bum
How was I vomited, dad?
I loved your mom, it was my 'fucking job'
I wanted to get rid of you, of her
From addresses which I can't reveal
But dangerous love stopped me
Said, "Be weird as a fucker and a father"
That, she was killed by her master
Now she's doing good as a mother
Existence is a son too with a risky fun
Existence is a daughter, getting slaughtered
Humanity, my close ally, an age old shame
Surviving with fame of its name
Duality tamed, they are game
'Woman' always sounded 'sexy'
Mother, daughter, sister, pal, lover -
Emotions in intervals mattered; still do
I've loved beings, things, rings, strings, flings
I have been 'wanting'
For a thousand years
The political, social, genital heartthrob
When I want, I accept a gift or I kill
When I love, I don't care what's the bill
Man, a half-lived savage
Balanced mortality keeping him
At an average, making him overaged
Uniform sunsets in-between wages and sages
Extra blank page is born
Poets, polite with policies; politicians
Elite, my man with butts and bums
Rich & handsome goes for the threesome
Where the socio-equality of my lingerie
Strong communism of my bulge
Both fighting the smelly anus
No job or heartthrob but you lick it
You just lick it.