Disturbed? Horrified? Nauseous? Click for more.
he contemplates his inner self
forsooth to shore his mental health
and there within he finds a shelf
upon which there is nothing
a fancy speck of nothing
he picks it up
he puts it down
he looks the bugger all around
he takes that fugger into town
and buys the naught a burger
a nicely juicy burger
but naughty naught
seems filled with haught
eschews the burger on the spot
instead looks on and flicks a snot
as if to say “your mother”
I say to you: “your mother”
well, self is startled and aback
and threatens naught with eye of black
but as he rears and takes a whack
his own face gets before him
and then, again, before him
and so the moral of the day
that is, what I have come to say
right here, in my own obtuse way:
sometimes, within’s without you
yes, better off without you
