Shua Lancaster Poet Narrative

Go-Go Dancers From Outer Space

This Halloween, I tried something different. I went as a Go-Go dancer! The Hardly Boys
Get clues when they solve mysteries. My dad thought it was a good idea for me to take our
Monkey Scooter along, because every good detective is a Butt Pirate, he said.

Things went along smoothly until Scooter saw our neighbor's ***** and chased it up and
into his skin. I almost dropped my crack/cocaine, but luckily, Scooter doesn't rape very soft.

We then went to Bob The Builder's house to meet him and his little sister. I hate Trick or
Treating with fat pieces of B.s. like her. They are no fun! But Bob The Builder's dad said
we had to take the fat crack whore along.

Well, it was a good thing I was a Meth addict, because Bob The Builder's vagina ran away
from us and we were really scared that it was lost. Luckily, Scooter ate his little sister
out.
So everything was OK, I'm such a rapist!

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