Epic Poetry

Euro's
Your European prowess shows no regards
to your African counterparts you called retards
but now you have Islam, token with bombs
Your laws being broken, "Wa alaikum assalaam!"
 
Blacks

I don't care if you's from Memphis
I don't care if you's from Detroit
I have a wooden T with me
If you really get the point.

Your lips and nostrils scare me
I really must concede
When I see you walking beside me
From the street I will recede

:lol:
 
"Pessimism"

You dumb endemic vagabond,
You pessimistic turd;
I hope you kill yourself before
You write another word.

You're a regular Oscar Wilde

By that I mean you're going to die due to cerebral meningitis


Your name is numeric, no doubt about that
Your face is generic, and as fat as my ass
Yet winter is coming, so go grab your coat
For George R.R. Martin shall cum in your throat
 
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date;

Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometimes declines,
By chance or nature’s changing course untrimmed.