Poetry by Melodie Yvonne

Words from a gonzoesque life in an oh so gonzoless world

Seed Guzzler Part Fournicate: The Christian Casanova

Originally published online June 18, 2017 & in the print collection Seed Guzzler: And Other Succubi — available here

Sly as a fox and shady as fuck
Climbin’ the ladder with way more than luck
He is a dick ‘cause you are what you eat
He’s the evilest evil you ever did meet

He’s a chameleon and likes all your loves
He snorts coke off hookers then speaks anti-drug
He is a snake with a venomous slither
His pearly white plastic smile makes my soul shiver

He flashes those pearlies and claims to be Christian
Confesses his sins and assumes he’s forgiven
Then he runs right out to go sin some more
‘Cause he thinks he’s Madonna but he’s just the Whore

He buttons his shirt up and heads into work
Where everyone knows he’s a poisonous jerk
‘Cause some of the bullshit he hides with his charms
But the rest sticks right out like a cold sore alarm

Treatment of others was made just for him
Still his big white teeth shine like a windowless van
He personifies date rape and thinks no means yes
Then he points at his wife when his home life’s a mess

He flashes those pearlies and claims to be Christian
Confesses his sins and assumes he’s forgiven
Then he runs right out to go sin some more
‘Cause he thinks he’s Madonna but he’s just the Whore

Now mind you don’t fret, child, karma will get him
Something this evil’s what heaven won’t let in
‘Til then mind your daughters and keep them with care
Cover them up and pin back their hair

Make them look plain, it’s their only defense
‘Cause the evils of this world will never makes sense
Cuddle them close and just try to protect them
Then pray they won’t be this charmed Juggalos next victim

He flashes those pearlies and claims to be Christian
Confesses his sins and assumes he’s forgiven
Then he runs right out to go sin some more
‘Cause he thinks he’s Madonna but he’s just the Whore

Yes he thinks he’s Madonna but he’s just the Whore
He’s a pride filled vain junkie material girl
He’s The Brain without Pinky tryin’ to conquer the world
Yes he thinks he’s Madonna but he’s just the Whore

♥♥♥

Get your copy of select poetry collections by Melodie: Photographic Melodie Book Shop
Read more poetry by Melodie: Photographic Melodie’s Poetry & Spoken Word
Watch more poetry videos: Melodie’s Poetry & Lyrics YouTube Playlist

♥♥♥

Copyright notice: All content on this site is copyright Melodie Yvonne. Non-profit online sharing is allowed only if content is unaltered and credit is given. Commercial use or unauthorized alteration is illegal. Questions? Contact Melodie HERE


Discover more from Poetry by Melodie Yvonne

Subscribe to get the latest posts sent to your email.

Posted in ,

Leave a comment