I see you are playing stupid again, and you’re winning too…

Stupid is as stupid does,

Comes from having sex with your first cuz,

The stupid police will be looking for you, yes the fuzz,

Nothing more to rhyme with does except was…

Winning you are; at playing stupid, (not doing bad either, am I?)

I would hope you are not shot by an arrow from cupid,

Then you would have to mate, creating a kid so dumb,

A brain he would have that does not work, it would be numb…

Just winging this poem as you can tell,

If I do good enough, maybe then I can it, sell,

Okay, so I am not doing all that well,

At 5am in the morning, my mind does not too well excel…

          © ed ~ 12/15/04