Diet Water Poet ABC

Good Times

people get mad at me when i say good times
and then i start getting pelted by dimes
and then i get arrested for crimes 
and i still said good times
i think i can rap 
but i'm really crap
people tell me i suck
and that is just luck 
but then i stutter 
and eat some butter 
and sometimes i start 
to fart
a dart 
while riding in a cart
and then i like to get naked with jack
people say thats wack
but it's not like we do things 
but he did buy me a ring
so i punched him in the face 
he ran to first base 
and said were over 
so i smacked him with a clover
and sent him to dover
i went to my mom 
her name is dom
she is really calm
she likes lip balm
she gets cuts 
on her buts
and i think she likes it
i tell her its weird when she starts to bite it 
all my friends call me craptrap 
especialy when i start to crap
this is the end 
as i start to bend 
and even though i like to right after this i might start a fight.

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