Perverted Wink

The universe
with a perverted wink
insists its shit don’t stink
no matter what I think

against a pauper
more than my every dollar
This shirt don’t even have a collar

Always out
to do my best
in everyone, I invest
’til I’m all out of zest

Shitstorms, babe
They come in threes
I’m a ball upon a tee
Where I fly? Not up to me…

The universe
cracks a grin off the charts
Thinks so highly of its art
So do I when I am smart

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