I've started writing poetry. tell me what you think

The American Dream is incomplete

I hate how I'm moving my feet

to the beat

of the same drummer

go buy a Hummer

might as well burn down the forest

waste the summer

get money while I'm at it

become a luxury addict

sit on my American ass and get fat it

goes well, don't it

with coffee and donuts?

I'm gonna go nuts

if I don't catch my favorite show but

I need a widescreen TV

in super shiny HD

my friends will all laugh at me

if I don't wear Abercrombie

and Fitch

date a hot bitch

drink until I'm sick

and be a total dick

to that lonely kid in math class

help them all kick his ass

and when he cries we'll just laugh

it's a fuckin gas

it's the American Dream at its finest

but I don't buy it in the slightest

I follow none but the most divinest

and I believe that it just takes kindness

to fix this worlds mess

all of life's a test

and the only way to be the best

is to let LOVE into your chest

but don't stop there

plastic "Christians" beware

if you really care

that love you must share

the first shall be last

and likewise the last first

that's the tail end of my verse