Tasteless Poetry: Episode XVIII

Foreword: I wrote this poem a few months back. I can’t really remember why I wrote it. I remember that I was pissed about a comment but not so much that a smart ass remark back cured it but this little ditty sprung up. I thought that it was a little much even for me. Recently my old blog-friend Ozymandiaz did an interview with the Pakistani Spectator. In it he was kind enough to give me a glowing recommendation. His interview reminded me that I promised to myself that this chunk of Internet landscape would always be no-holds barred even from myself. So here resurrected from the draft basement, I bring you ‘Fuck’ and thanks Oz, I owe you one.

Fuck

Fucking Pissed

But don’t know why

You’ll get the gist

If you only try.

Love me, Hate me, Suck my dick

I never claimed to be anything but a prick.

So here’s a hint for those without a clue

Fuck You!!!