Muscle Poems

You’re as dumb

As the Goof Troop Captain.

I’m waiting to giggle

To pull the trigger

Make no mistake, banger!

This is a poem that doesn’t rhyme

It’s not my fault

That your life doesn’t either.

But you as the trigger

And you there, the swigger

The lynchpin and the rope

That’s for you, not me!

I get paid in big butts.