Friend And Foe Poem by Kevin Patrick

Thank you now for declaring me
To be your natural enemy
It fills me with content and peace
That what I do makes you unease
I work so hard for my poor repute
Its considerately nice that you would like to puke

Children are wonderful bags of tofu
They propel my heart inside my stomach
I never met a man I could not love
Except for his wife which I think Id stroke
Religion is full of organized excuses
real faith comes in the souls devotion

Enjoy my incestuous linguistics compromise
Ridiculing the natural order of the poetic licence
Satisfying my heuristic affliction for solipsism
Parasitically encapsulating my rancorous totalitarianism

So Should I use more big words to prove I have kow pow wow

Thous I much appreciate the fact
At your attempts to assassinate
My character and self esteem
Regressing me to dead cold meat

Im made to fail but Im built to try
Everything else is melodramatic disguise
To prove that Im a sensitive psychotic
In love with a world that doesn't make any sense

Good day to you my friend and foe
Dont forget to shake hands with my sword