Up front, and out loud,
Nose to nose,
No need to shout,
When we’re real close,
Insinuations short cut,
Why waste such precious time,
I say ass, instead of butt,
If you’re so incline,
Chicken shits that don’t know why,
Second hand the cloth they wear,
Not tell the truth, but rather lie,
For real truth they don’t much care,
Don’t Pat myself upon my back,
Enough will slap me down,
With rusty knife the will attack,
Then think it great to act the clown,
If I am pissed I’ll tell you soon,
Not beat around the bush,
Not faint love, or act a goon,
Write stories that are mush,
I’ll drink another bottle now,
No need, drink water sweet, nor Coors,
Feel so much better just somehow,
Here is to you and yours! Prost!©09/07/2010
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I say ass, instead of butt
Darn Tootin! And Prost, to You! (I'm gonna toast ya with some Polish Beer.)