The Incredible Idiot-Man!

Me--sung to the theme of 'Gilligan's Island', sort of, at least the first poem!

‘Just sit right back and you’ll hear a tale, a tale of a moron trip,

undertaken by this moronic dude--the s**t coming out of his lips?

He looked around for someone else to blame, it was but all to no avail.

No one else was there to share the blame, twas only he that failed.

His name was Mike, his comments ill-conceived,

he punched them in, and sent on their way, 

before he’d thought them through,he was sure was a fool, 

day after fricking day! Day after fricking day!

He used his fingers on keyboard keys, he typed so drunkenly,

completely unintentional, that he misguided unfunnily.

His bullshit comments cost him, quite a lot in friends and respect.

Made him lay awake at night, he was a loser wreck, he is a loser wreck!

Enough

 

I'll veer away from the humorous, 

and speak from the heart if I may.

My literary boners are much too numerous,

You think I'd learn over time to watch what I say.

But, I obviously haven't learned jack,

 time to reel the forced funnies in.

and try using a little more tact.

Sure, I say that now, but with me, humor always wins.