Cultural Shock

Cultural Shock

09-14-2004 to 01-25-2005

This is from my second book of poetry,

very old stuff, but this poem is fascinating.

It’s the death of a regime

And I’m starting to clear up the rubble.

The head-vampire is leaving the team

And it’s up to me to stay out of trouble.

I believe the sidekick may need a couple more days

Before he’ll ever come back again.

I do hope he speaks again before the sun-rays

Began to hit my limp cock, in the morning, again.

I was there and I saw the assault,

So don’t accuse me of treachery.

The proposition was your fault,

So don’t go lie your heart out to the jury.

You may feel like I crossed the line

But  baby, it’s all in your mind.

You may feel like I put you in an awkward position

But, this is all part of my master mission!

Chorus:

Yeah, so you never figured it out before,

I guess it’s some kind of shock.

But yet, you keep asking me for more,

It must be some kind of cock.

I’ve watched the princess as she’s strolled by

And I’ve seemed to have taken a fancy to her.

She believes that I’m just another guy

But she has to realize my originality’s pure.

I hope someday she gives up the myth

That there ain’t no happy ending.

It’s been so long since I’ve had a kiss,

Please let’s make this the beginning!

So many times we’ve spent at your base

And now it’s coming to an end!

We’ve fought many times

And never thought I’d see the end.

So many inconsistencies

All coming from my head.

Last time, I checked our frequency,

I got nothing, it was dead.

I know I may have been unstable,

But, I still deserve some respect.

So before you unhook the cable,

Just remember I’m not an insect.

Pre-Chorus

Chorus (x2)

You never figured it out before.

You never figured it out before.

I guess it’s some kind of shock!

I guess it’s some kind of shock!

I guess it’s some kind of

Shock!!!