Will You Please Get To the Joint

WILL YOU PLEASE LET ME GET TO THE JOINT? Listen I’ve got an indisputably effective plan And it’s fundamentally and philosophically correct, man So at once dash out that joint So I can reveal unto you my point Without hesitation Sans equivocation And minus mitigation so instead of the weed inhale the following information Society’s god advises them to take vengeance not And to adhere to the piousness of his pompous plot Yet I say allow no man to bring you to your knees In favor of following that which his Holy Bible decrees Over and over and over once more When a man does me wrong that’s not something I choose to ignore Nor will I become Mother Mary’s masculine and manly whore Jesus says we should forgive a man seven times seventy times S**t, I want to commit seven times seventy crimes Because if you will listen I’m telling you facts you should positively know And simply let that which faith will teach you to do “Turn the other mo***r fu**Ing cheek” Look, that’s reserved for the meek and the weak And it just so happens I know nothing about god-speak They urge words and ideals of which I know nil Because a man who does me wrong will be presented with a bitter pill A tablet my anger for that man will be sworn unto swallow Because I was born and shall die with a heart that is hollow And shall shaft a man with a sword unto any man who does me wrong Since my desire to never forgive will forever remain strong So I allow vengeance to take up residence within my soul Which thusly turns my heart into sedimentary coal And darkens that organ more with each passing hour Because I am definitely not pious but do have the power For I am a creature with the ways and means in my own manner never to forgive For so long as I, a consummate sinner, shall live And I will allow no man not to do that which I feel he should do While with surety it will be profanity which my tongue shall surely spew And vows of damnation will never give way to my forgiving, pardoning or absolving any man who means me harm As I slice his mid-section and separate his torso from a leg or an arm Then henceforth his life will be mine to impair No matter how unbelievably un-fair with the destructiveness my anger will breed And with certainty I will live to see that man beg, plead and bleed And in that solitary slice of a semi-second reprisal will be mine With punitive punishment as propagated by my palpable design Because I was birthed to disapprove, disregard and definitively disappoint Okay man, it’s now time to reignite that joint © 2011.….PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~