Don't Give A Flying Fart Poem by John Ackerman

you get pulled over and have no seat belt on don't give a flying fart
you wake up late for school and you don't want to go
you ask your mom please but she still says no
miss two classes and no homework
teacher teaches class like your some kind of jerk
can't even wink to dismiss this earthly bliss
when there's a dozen of pots in my sink
we dream of better days yet get lost in some purple haze
yet year after year we are as mice getting stuck in a maze
go to bathroom in your pants yet you hide it away in a secret place
don't give a flying fart about politics and the newest trend
we all must keep it in check lest I inspect a newer way of living
bask in the vast expanse of sex, drugs & rock and roll

like Johnny Paycheck sang, "Take this job and shove itain't working here no more".
like spaghetti without the sauce or toast without butter
is it any wonder we got too much time on our hands
let the reader understand you can't keep sticking it to the man
don't give a flying fart on your critical mindset of fire blown in its fullest desire
don't care in what you say or did that's why i put an M80 under a garbage can lid
ever since I was a kid I did what was best for me that's how i studied my history
life is busy when you are making other plans I hope you all someday will understand
don't give a flying fart when your out burning the midnight oil
have to wait far to long watching water to boil
got Trump in his ivory the know it all for president
don't give a flying fart on who will take up residence
in the changing of the season everyhting happens for a reason