Just for laughs

[-JAY-THE-ROBBER-]

As i sit here i insist i came to linger in my mist
Realizing my bunghole was red and swolen i insisted is was broken
As my anchors hit the bottom i new that i was rotten
Not knowing what this smell was understanding i could not leave
I decided too stay the same and wash my hands in my own remains
Just a situation like another i forsee the next time i wont bother
Reduced to sweat i dropped another peacefully i wiped it clean.

[-JAY-THE-ROBBER-]

“Needy people are like newborns, I have come to realize. One intoxicated night and BAM! You are stuck with this problem. You finally take it home and it wants to keep you up all night and cries when it isn’t sucking on various parts of your anatomy. It wants you there for everything – rocking, feeding, burping, changing... It’s ridiculous. If I wanted to persist on being one of the warm smelly postirious fake realitities . Until then, grow the hell up and stand on your own two feet, this is the message i have not yet figured out.