This is my snot, fresh-from-oven-hot,
And it looks just like bird shit.
It smells bad too, consistency of glue,
On some clean face I can stick it.
This is what I do, out of the blue,
When you give me a warm hug.
I hiss when I piss, yes dear miss,
I fancy your casual shrug.
Warts and all, I have a ball,
Yes just one and very hairy and dense.
Like my brain, my thoughts are vain,
I pain my neck always very tense.
The concentric layers of affairs,
Tiring loopholes and assholes every day.
I get tired of the fake world of pretense,
Everyone insisting their own highway.
Now I know, the magical ho,
That I imagine I have sex with.
She's like my snot, very very hot,
But in one imaginary monolith.
I've decided to eat my snot, I'm not a bigot,
I know it's full of protein and vit.
From here I proceed, next my piss,
And soon I'll be eating my shit.
