Ode To A Night Of Dumbass Drunkenness by Wilhelm
kneeling in front of the toilet
hoping it won't come true
my mouth is getting moist
i think i'm gonna spew
blow chunkity chunks of stuff
i had eaten earlier that day
it doesn't make me happy
at the porcelain god i pray
i kneel there in the bright
of a really well lit room
goddamnit i don't want to blow
the chunks that mean my doom
i really hate to vomit
it makes me really sad
the retching the noise the feeling
of stomach contents gone bad
i think i'm gonna do it
although to myself i say no
i wonder if it matters
oh shit...here i go
chunkity chunkity chunk
spewity spewity spew
goddamned stomach contents
for all the world to view
floatity floatity float
flushity flushity flush
it all came out of me
in one big fucking rush
i hope that it's all over
i pray to god it's true
but i know in my heart of hearts
there's still more spewing to do
Wilhelm swears he won't, but he'll do it again next weekend.
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