Will you rate my poem?

Mark

New member
Over and over I hear the word sober but it means so little to me
It's way over rated in fact I just hate to me it's just some loser dream
Oh please I won't hear it, your words, your mean spirit, work the steps? Go away I'm okay
Because if you think I'm lacking something then who asked you, if you ask me I think you're gay
My life is not twisted, I'm very consistent I get high the same time everyday
So if you come home one night and I'm in bed with your wife getting high with my d*** in her ass
Don't cry take it easy don't act like a weenie, relax and don't run out the door
I'm sorry I'm laughing, but I just can't help asking is my fault that you married a whore.
 
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