He’s the nudest nude
And the dudest dude
He may allude, elude, even delude
But with a soul that’s filled with beatitude.
He can be crude, lewd, and pretty shrewd
So give him no vile attitude
And if you ever venture and eat his food
He still won’t change that sparky mood.
Now I hear you say ‘incertitude’
Preclude the altitude? Exclude the longitude?
When ’tis time to recharge he’s back to solitude
For no magnitude wins over quietude.
If the nudist dude were to conclude
Better take off your snood and show some gratitude
But if you’re rude or prude in plenitude
Out of habitude fella you will be booed, shooed, then royally screwed.
Gotta wonder if this will be viewed.
And the dudest dude
He may allude, elude, even delude
But with a soul that’s filled with beatitude.
He can be crude, lewd, and pretty shrewd
So give him no vile attitude
And if you ever venture and eat his food
He still won’t change that sparky mood.
Now I hear you say ‘incertitude’
Preclude the altitude? Exclude the longitude?
When ’tis time to recharge he’s back to solitude
For no magnitude wins over quietude.
If the nudist dude were to conclude
Better take off your snood and show some gratitude
But if you’re rude or prude in plenitude
Out of habitude fella you will be booed, shooed, then royally screwed.
Gotta wonder if this will be viewed.
ALSO VIEW:
دوجو دهب
Intention Connection & Reflective Introspection
Minimalism
حوار سفيه ساخن
Moon Magnoon
Phree Phlow
(H)ero
When The Sky Spoke Back
Thinking Allowed Is Aloud
The Womb
The Mystic and the Tripper
Trump Le Trompeur
Living On Insanity’s Brink
Tamarack Over Jack
قصيدة تسلم الأيادي ... لو كانت نضيفة
Sophia And The Djembefola
The Alpha-Beta Poem
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