Here comes Cletus, he gots a knife
He says he want to take your life
Here comes Dennis he drives a van,
to steal your kids is his big plan
Here comes Barry he cries a lot
He thinks he'll drink another shot
And there is George, he is alone
making perverted calls over phone
Sam is quiet but I'm not done
He'll come to school wielding a gun
Look at Eddy, he's unique
He drowned his wife out in the creek
And Martin is a pedophile
He's in the park for quite a while
And Sally has made a bad mistake
her nose aint real, her breasts are fake
Jenny takes too many pills
she thinks the high will ease her ills
Colt has quit his days at school
The drugs he does, yeah, theyre still cool
People are a comic group
that runs around, jumps through the hoop
Most people are not quite the norm
Theres many shapes and many forms.
Boom. I guess.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow! Great poem. There are sure some messed up people in this world, no doubt about it! Sincerely, Mary