Tu too 2 to Who? To You?

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Lame... 

I am in pain...

This seems so very, very lame...

I might NOT have half a brain...

Still, I will be Bruce Wayne!  

A joker, NOT a voter...

Serving the elite with a fleeting glimpse of a creep, 

Sort of discreet as to take the heat in another freaking meeting, 

Speak, spoken word broken, 

I am NO longer your token, 

I do NOT know for what you had been hoping, 

Take these words lightly they are NO devotion, 

You poke, you prod the meat, 

Ever so sadistically, 

How could it be sweet? 
When after all realistically, 

You suck on some teat, 

To your own defeat, 

I cannot compete or beat or sweep the streets underneath you, 

I once was bleak, but served neat in heat how could I ever leave you...

I took the Peter Parker jacket, 

Just one more dance and then I combat it, 

The venom in me that set me free, 

I wear my denim, 

Shame on me, 

I made myself so mad at this, 

NOT knowing how really bad it is, 

While many standards get bastardized, 

I have to cry as I look in your eyes, 

We had it, 

Went out and grabbed it, 

Went mad, 

Got glad, 

Joined a fab, fad, lacking a new and even cooler Dad, 

We fell, it makes me sad, 

Too bad, 

This nomad could get Glad, 

But definitely needs no Tupperware... 

Some people do NOT even care, 

They stare, 

Some dare, 

To show flair, 

Apparently and quite daringly caring, 

I have to retreat because I am in touch with another Karen, 

The beats I am faring, 

They can be glaring, 

NO need to be wary, 

This glop is NOT that scary, 

I am NOT a cop, 

But could plop out a dropship box of a critter that could cuddle and is hairy, 

What the fuck are we even at this point comparing?  

Vegan Shark?  

Is that too dark?  

When Tony Stark took out his heart, 

Did someone say “Cali Ba?”  

Did we revert back to Ra?  

The “Hoo Rah!”  riff raff, 

Could NOT mask that, 

Freaking jail house, bailed out cat, 

That just wants to be scratched...

I was once okay and cool with that, 

Now, I cannot take things back, 

If I had a lever that could sever, 

Who, when, or wherever, 

People come like scum to get their pleasure,

I would just stick to that

That is and will always be a matter of a fact

What else do I lack?