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Boys

Updated: Aug 11, 2019

The world is a playground

To these boys dressed up as men

Their amusement is their

Duty as a citizen

All the powers of an adult

And maturity about ten

An evolutionary insult

That won’t happen again

Huffy haughty stuffy snotty

Obnoxious asshole children

Whack off hack cough jackoffs

Disguise themselves as gentlemen

Assume the highest reaches

Bottom dwelling denizen

Then topple down like all bad boys

For want of oxygen

In a world overrun by boys

Displaying with their deadly toys

Swing tiny dick - make a big noise

Prove immaturity destroys

There is no more rite of passage

Now just a blurred vision quest

To find a cheap Thai massage

Drop your wad upon her chest

If she lets you grope her breast

Tell your friends – they’ll be impressed

Don’t admit though that you messed

Before you even got undressed

So then one must ask

Does fucking make a man

Seems to me that women fuck

And they have since we began

So fucking doesn’t do it

Another measure we must field

So that we can finally have

Our manhood revealed

In a world overrun by boys

Displaying with their deadly toys

Swing tiny dick - make a big noise

Prove immaturity destroys

Some think you become a man

Because you reproduce

Even elk can sire young

Are you man or moose

Can you recite your religion

Even parrots can repeat

Perhaps when you get a job

Gary Colman had to eat

How about when you serve

For flag and for country

They feed they clothe they house you

Total dependency

Perhaps when you kill someone

Lions kill are they then men

Boys play war from shore to shore

They have and will again

Not because they are men

But because as boys they do as told

As children transfixed by flash

And the shininess of gold

React without consideration

Acting out of puerile spite

Seek gain in retaliation

Every conflict they incite

Turns our turn in paradise

To just picking through the mess

Of boys prepared to sacrifice

Each of us for their excess

In a world overrun by boys

Displaying with their deadly toys

Swing tiny dick - make a big noise

Prove immaturity destroys

Waa waa, why won’t it go my way

Mama, won’t life do as I say

Ha ha, hold my breath till I turn blue

Papa, can I move back in with you

© 2011

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