Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

i don't know about you, but
when i hit the streets on friday night
i don't want no accidents
i keep my ass covered - in triplicate!
triple ass protection - i accept no less
first, i break out the tucks
cool - soothing, like anal menthol
then, one of those dependz numbers
with the shield and guard
to protect me, coming and going
finally, i retire to my studio
and get my trusty can of spray fixative
and i crank that baby until
my ass has that lacquer-like finish
impervious and impenetrable to all elements
human and otherwise - inside and out
only then, do i take to the streets
to take care of business at my leisure

better safe than soiled any night.

Yes me too,
I also pucker up

Perhaps surprisingly, given the importance of conformity as a theoretical construct in social psychology and the profound implications of talking about your ass all the time has in relation to not conforming to social norms ... it pays to bathe regularly !

perhaps you should stick it twice

I stick my head up it every day
sometimes even twice and three times
I am looking at the world through a sphincter it seems

Hells bells, seems like anal retentive personalities gets all the ink
what about the anal expulsive , they got sphincters too
sick glorious Mondays
on a Friday morning
it seems my ass hole rules my life.
where is Sargent Sphincter of the dirt patrol™ when I need him?

Liked the poem,
thank you
please pardon my nonsense here
I was so happy I could not sit on my hands