Problem Solver

Let’s stop eating --

My cock sure could use a good beating

These useless goats are stuck in my head

Son of Man told me to neighborly break bread

So, I’m howling at the moon and I’m not making any alterations

Saluting complex decisions made by enemy nations

U.S. of A. is launching radar-evading jet fighters

While Commies have jailed rebellious writers

Lower the disguise, do not hide

Not my fault, Dear President lied

Inside battle not yet won

Truth is, my grandfather thirsts for a gun

All is quiet with death at the door

My Muslim brothers declare a backyard war

While my ex-girlfriend is finally seeing someone new

Several months have passed, I remember you

Salty cow’s tongue (against my chest) tasted like honey

Sold under black market tables, whoring for lots of money

Packing up my luggage, heading for Argentina

For years I secretly wished to date last year’s ballerina

Once told a man that I’d be on a box of cereal

Addicted to St. Matthew’s Vaseline material

Milk missing and children missing

Shorelines of Jersey reminiscing

Scattered synapses transmitted

Neurological institute committed

One day masturbated in her sight

To Freud’s mother, a trans-Atlantic delight

Politics at Brooklyn’s wooden table

Architecture to God burned to a child’s fable

Remind you: my next-door resident is a digger

Truth is, I’d pull my grandfather’s trigger

Bring on the jungle and mount the Veteran’s flag

It’s my wide girth that gets every little old fart fag

Offend you with my art, offend you with my words

Fourth day sunrise, we’ll kiss the Kurds

Debt rises with the ticking of the clock

Mounting doubts among the shepherd’s flock

Worldwide spread of McDonald’s juicy lard

Let me promote myself and give you my card

Coffee consumed and I have to take a smelly piss

Exhausted of watching the common Republican hiss

Return of the fighter jet and grandfather’s revolver

How have I become the number one problem solver?

© 2009 David Greg Harth

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