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***BIO*** Misti Rainwater-Lites still writes a lot of poems and still loves
playing with Barbie dolls. She has a new Kendra Steiner Editions chapbook
coming out now and a baby boy named Jackson Gregory who came out in
November. Buy her books at http://www.lulu.com/ebulliencepress.
She will need a shitload of diaper money.
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What a Crock of SHIT
by Misti Rainwater-Lites
pass me them marlboros, baby
mama's got some preachin' to do
I don't know who this chris crocker character
thinks he is
thinkin' it's his duty to defend
some rich stupid bitch who can't even take care
of her own babies and feels the need to show
her baby factory all over the town
give me a big fat break, dude
I'm swamp trash, too
I come from a little town you've probably never heard of
houma, louisiana
home of bingo halls
best crawfish boils in the world
and hardcore southern baptist churches
where the preachers don't sugar coat shit
live this way
love this way
or burn in hell, motherfucker
I'm britney spears, basically
with darker roots
and a whole lot less money
hell, if someone wanted to make my ten year old ass
a mouseketeer I woulda learned how to sing
real goddamn quick
if someone wanted to make a video of me sluttin' around
a high school freaked out in schoolgirl garb
I woulda been all over that like cheez whiz on dick
if justin timberlake wanted to eat my cooter
then brag about it to howard stern
that would have tickled me to death
in short shit
that bitch ain't got nothin' to cry about
and she sure as fuck don't need some
dipsy doodle mama's boy cryin' to the world
about how the world needs to leave poor britney alone
well, he got his fifteen minutes and then some
and I'm so happy for his gay ass
that I am shittin' rainbows
as I sit here in my trailer
drinkin' coors
watchin' as the world turns.
Feb. 2008
102