BPD Magnum Opus
You know who you are...
Man love
Why are you so far away
So far away from me?
When will times again be gay
As they used to be?
I round the corner, you’re not there
Our special spot I’m all alone
I feel that it just isn’t fair
Can’t even call you on the phone
Carne fries just aren’t as good
How your memory haunts
Let’s get a cabin in the woods
Somewhere in Vermont
I went to Disneyland alone
I rode the jungle cruise
It is a small world after all
More like the jungle blues
Watched Superman and Pirates II
It just wasn’t the same
Went to Tidds and Alids
Didn’t want to play a game
The spawning pool’s not half as green
Nor lofty is the spire
And mean nicknames aren’t half as mean
Without you to inspire
No Baby_Blue, no Goteacon
No names to drive me forward
No Bill’s_A_Deacon, no Like_Men,
And no So_Sorry_Rayford
Mtv Jams don’t jam as tight
The Game and TI aren’t half as hard
Bubba Sparx ain’t half as white
And Fat Joe isn’t half the lard
HBO isn’t quite as sweet
Ari isn’t quite as money
Rome shows only half a teet
and Dane Cook’s almost funny
Smoke breaks in the backyard
Without you there’s no answer
And though I puff twice as hard
It’s only half the cancer
Let’s go paaaaaaaaaah, has lost its dres
The Rhi has lost it’s No
The B-b-b-bee has lost its Giles
Khalil has lost his “Oh”
Rabby’s down to only half
Half of me is gone
So sitting in Harry Potter’s Caf.
I hope you hear my song
You are my angel from above
Come as swiftly as you can
For I am stricken with man love
I friggin love you man
Man love
Why are you so far away
So far away from me?
When will times again be gay
As they used to be?
I round the corner, you’re not there
Our special spot I’m all alone
I feel that it just isn’t fair
Can’t even call you on the phone
Carne fries just aren’t as good
How your memory haunts
Let’s get a cabin in the woods
Somewhere in Vermont
I went to Disneyland alone
I rode the jungle cruise
It is a small world after all
More like the jungle blues
Watched Superman and Pirates II
It just wasn’t the same
Went to Tidds and Alids
Didn’t want to play a game
The spawning pool’s not half as green
Nor lofty is the spire
And mean nicknames aren’t half as mean
Without you to inspire
No Baby_Blue, no Goteacon
No names to drive me forward
No Bill’s_A_Deacon, no Like_Men,
And no
Mtv Jams don’t jam as tight
The Game and TI aren’t half as hard
Bubba Sparx ain’t half as white
And Fat Joe isn’t half the lard
HBO isn’t quite as sweet
Ari isn’t quite as money
Rome shows only half a teet
and Dane Cook’s almost funny
Smoke breaks in the backyard
Without you there’s no answer
And though I puff twice as hard
It’s only half the cancer
Let’s go paaaaaaaaaah, has lost its dres
The Rhi has lost it’s No
The B-b-b-bee has lost its Giles
Khalil has lost his “Oh”
Rabby’s down to only half
Half of me is gone
So sitting in Harry Potter’s Caf.
I hope you hear my song
You are my angel from above
Come as swiftly as you can
For I am stricken with man love
I friggin love you man


4 Comments:
i dont know if its the 8 pints I just drank or the poetry, but I decided that THIS is the best thing ever written by a human hand in the history of man or maybe even the world.
that's the kind of response I was hoping for eric, you made my night...
"dane cooks almost funny"
"half the cancer"
"Rome only shows half a teet"
It seems I only paid attention to the first half, I was laughing so hard.
Nah-nah-nah-NAHHHH!!!
like men.
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