Calling All Journos

This goes out to all the journos

writin bullshit about me

and my Daughter

in The Bulb

trash rag

they don’t know

what the fuck

is up

yea . . .

Keep two things handy: girls and Pecan Sandies

A sleeve of Samoas and Lorena Ochoa

Or simplify your life; sleep on the cheap with Candy

And Brandy

. . . and Mandy

. . . . . . . . . and Jill.

She’s a thrill.

Write on me and ya might get sliced

Julianne peppers marked half-price

Kick you in the spleen

kick your white dress nice

like Michael Bradley in the Eredivisie

Judge Smails sets the bail for ten thousand snails

I’ll finger you with my pointy little coke nail

make you bleed out like uncle bill cleaned trout

a precise shade of cerise

strawberry topping on my Oberweis

Damn, J this shits jejune!

I know

I know

Pass the spittoon