Yo no hablo French
But I'm handy with a wrench
Smell like New York stench

farts rick beaucoup trop
probable qu'il va exploser et
ils auront besoin d' une sorte d'

Damn that dirty meth.
Up all night banging chickens.
Yes, I should have slept.

Go to sleep early
Try it and see how it feels
It may change your life

The toad was quiet.
This poor toad did not want fame.
Now it is too late.

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The President growled:
"Give me the launch codes. Right now."
"Sir, please. You are drunk."

'Ku rolls on, a rapping
Hos in tow, legs be wrappin
Poets here: fappin

Yall perplexin
Layered themes, in my rhymes
Hos: "please, one more time?"

If hot lil hos is
What you crave, just mosey on
N leave them wanting

Hos holla, folla
Screamin "ku dont leave! Yo Rhymes
Impregnate our minds"

Phone pic dat turd and
rub in faces: dem geeks in
NSA spaces

Riddle on 'ku
Twistin yo minds ju jitsu
Hos say "we love 'Kuuuuuu!!!"

time to state dey crimes
Far past time, these fucking slimes
Ass holes assholes yo

Kitten Beyonce
Know da ho score, dey all want more
Monarch viagra

Kennedy secret speech
Did tell, Societies: our hell
For dat, rang his bell

Dont read yous poo for
Clues fool, yous new ass master
Be old you know who

Its my third coming
In yo facezzzzz, puttin youzzz
In yo placezzzes

Over a decade
Makin rhymes, hos be cryin
"We want 'ku rappin"

But its yo slavry
I am warnin, oligarchy
Dey be comin, yo

I am now worried.
Rap-haiku fusion's a sign
of the Apocalypse.

Also that I have
horrific diarrhea
and my asshole burns.

I bet it's swollen
and looks like a pink donut
with glaze and sprinkles.

Where's my cell phone?
I'll take a picture of it.
Just for vhs.

Oh, but I forgot.
He said he's not coming back.
And he never lies.

Hos want dem dollaz
All seeing eye on back they
Folla. Nasty crime.

My dick: thick 'ku(hai) brick
Gonna send these horny hos
On space oddessy

"We so horny, yo"
hos squeal. I say "eyes wide shut
Illuminati"

Yall poets hair so
nappy, I say Flava Flav
yo fuckin pappy!

Haiku zombies rock
Spittin rhymes w Mister Spock
Eatin your brains, Jaques

Beethoven n Bach
Figure out my Fey riddle?
Its my big fat cock!

Bitchez say "want Haiku!"
I say "gesundheit baby"
"Now love me long time"

In poets facezzzzz
Puttin em in their placezzzzz
Hey hoooo hey hooooo..you know it

Bitchez say, "oh poet"
"You da guy we wanna lay!"
"Other poets: lame"

I crush my poet
Enemies n hear their womenz
Lamentationzes

They lament until
I grab their neck, and I say
Bitch, dem poets gay

Other poets try
to rhymes, but they mommas had
Sexy time with slimes

Rappin poet is
Here to ask, whats up the ass
Of dat tina fey?

Donald Trump is gay.
He buys women like they're dolls.
Will he deport them?

Getting old sucks ass.
Post-pee dribble soaks my pants.
Thank God for long shirts!

profane is mundane
need money to ride the train
please send me to Spain

Jesus Fucking Christ
This place is a total mess
No moral compass

Oh no! Don't leave us!
What will we do without you?!
Our fearless leader!

too much has happened
in real life to declare this
on going joke important

I'm no extrovert.
Rather I'm an extravert--
extra perverted!

I'm sure extroverts
are openly obnoxious.
I'm like that just here.

Is it possible
I'm a closet extrovert?
Is it, oh wise one?

sociopaths are
the ultimate extroverts
I hate extroverts

Trump lubed in KY.
Each wrinkle a small pussy.
Will he get pregnant?

Sometimes I love goats.
Also chickens, pigs, and sheep.
And they love me back.

i wonder who loves
you babe, billy goats can be
gruff with your species

New definition:
Trump: leakage in underwear
after anal sex

and Mexican food.
"Oh my, I just trumped myself."
"You filthy Trump bag."

I almost forgot!
Donald Trump sucks dicks.
As do his six wives.

One hundred million.
They say that's a big number.
My farts are larger.

we are relics here
when people talked trash on line
as a matter of fact

also we all mourn in
our own way, perhaps these have
lost their own loves here

only command can cast
demons out of people or
people who are demons

that being said this is
like a dive bar, so one deals
with those down under

i hate to admit
i actually like darth but
rick rhymes much with prick

rick farts all too much
likely he will blow up and
they will need a sort

of hazmat team to
clean up the leftovers but
fart death natural???

i am tempted to
lower myself to swine but
demons feast on this

Rick, do you fart much?
From the IBS, I mean.
I fart way too much.

Great minds thing alike.
And great behinds stink alike.
So pull my finger.

Now I can sit back.
Vulgarity and anger.
That's entertainment.

when you no longer
are fed, you will starve, and then
you will understand