Maybe its humor, maybe it ain't, I don't know sometimes, I get it from my muse that is full of rumor...

What can I say, they work,
The adult kind for me anyway,
They are rather expensive,
And if you think me disgusting to speak of them,
Then I gots to tell ya I think you are a jerk…

They keep me relatively dry,
But wearing them makes me sigh,
Rather would I,
To have wings and fly,
Dropping that which I unload down on the populace,
Of human kind, I wonder if they would mind…?

So if you see a huge birdlike creature flying towards you,
Hide yourself under a sign of blue,
For my aim at that color is slightly askew,
And before that time does come upon us,
I bid thee a sweet adieu…
© me- 7/6/14