When you think of me Bryant,
Stop thinking of molasses.
I’m not that slow.
Get yourself together,
like a duct taped jigsaw puzzle
before you command my time and attention…
You are not a Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade, fool.
Go do something with yourself-
Something that I can be proud of I might add-
(“Do something” is not a sufficient instruction for you…
You’ll just go empty all the lotion bottles in the house
If I left it at that.)
No No No- Make something happen..
Something impressive that does not involve a plunger…
And then I might-
Just maybe …
kowtow to your base desire to pretend to be
Lord and Master of this dreadful ass cave…
(Men and their fantasies)
But it simply ain’t happenin’ right now kid…
I don’t know what to tell you.

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