Crossroads by G Honey

Crossroads

By G. Honey

Once again at the crossroads

What is there to do?

Life would have been easier

If I’d stayed hooked on glue

Or just masturbated away

My God-given sight

Instead I stayed in school

And learned how to write

Curse Mrs. Harter

Up her self-righteous A

That's how she spent weekends

The kids used to say

She was down with voodoo

And being a slut

She loved shoving black magic

Up her fat pasty butt

And what of Mr. Perry

Don`t get me started there

His respectability

Was a lot like his hair

Maybe it was once there

But no longer a trace

All he wore on his head

Was a sad, flaccid face

And last but not least

I have a few words

About the principal

That dumb, lumpy turd

His muscles were big

Because he liked getting jacked

But his old saggy titties

Were ruining his back

But enough about the past

And why I`m so fucked up

The crossroads are now

And the present is what`s up

My ambitions need scratched

Like some infectious itch

I`ll dominate the present

And make the future my bitch

Now, here at the crossroads

The decision is clear

Soar like an eagle

And do it with cheer

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