As The Hog Pisseth

So I was caught holding my own dick.
well, okay, who needs respect?
once I wrote to a writer,
Does a bear shit in the woods?
Miller-Lite fantasies
wired throughout
what we call a (thick) skull.
Can we drain the oceans
for real estate and then
jerk off to some aspirations?
Then you were caught holding your own dick?
well, okay, who needs respect?
Once I wrote to a writer,
Is the Pope a Catholic?
Hey now!
Hey now!
Hey now!
Don? t dream its over.
In the past I was what some call a? poet?
and now I hardly have to try anymore.
Who said to drag so called morality
through the same deep murky philosophical toilet?
You? re so (s)hot? like a brown bullet hole.
Christ-awful butcher? s meat, stuck at a cold meat party.
I want to know if a butchers dog can lie by the pork without touching it.
Erhhh, so find out what it means to me.