Poem: Gargle Time Avenue

If yo play all yo card rite, down Gargle Time avenue
Ya'll get polish to a perfect shine, and ecstasy 'll be avin' yo'
Lipstick, eyeliner an a ruddy good time
Stretch mark an needle, a face full o' slime
The most rigid of movemen'
Racing towars the finishin' line

Tryn' ta make the mash on the new Calico Queen
Cos namby- pamby ain't yo scene
Sherrif los he badge in the farmyar stack
He trigga be finga beneath  a milky rack
He holster empty, glistenin' n a furry crack
Empty yo ranch upon the maiden back

They get the bulge on yo, yo be on a noose
Fetish play ripe fo the calaboose
But yo carn pull yo horn like a shave tail
Don' throw up the sponge, skedaddle wit tha gal

If yo wear yo cowboy hat down Gargle Time avenue
Ya'll lasso up a beaver storm, ya'll tame jus bout any mule
Ya'll ride bout the happy houses
Will oftin be withou yo trouser
Won't ya' holla', yell and sing in tune
Stick it n the neares bazoo
Oh-be-joyful, down Gargle Time avenue

Poem1:Christ on a String

Christ on a string, sort this shit out
Christ on a string, give me a shout
A nod, a nudge, a knock upside the head
A curse, a blessing, a sign from the dead

Christ on a string just give me a clout
Give me the words to see this rhyme out
Would you make the first move if i start to believe?
Would you wash away my sins and start to relieve?

Oh Christ on a string I've scissors in my hand
I've a warm cloak of guilt on which you can land