I wear chains
only when it rains
so that they stain and rust
and with my lust,
I crack them
unto the backs of schizophrenic monkeys.

I only eat croissants
when they are cheesy and extraterrestrial.

I should finish this poem
and publish it
cuz it’s so tight and gangsta
it could wreck Peter, Josh, Kirby
and all the Super Smash Brothers
cuz I wear pretty nail polish.