ode aan Donn-E
 

pretentiousness doesn't cut it
don't be too harsh, his mind's disrupted
tryin' hard to be corrupted
but his mom's keepin' up curfew's
virtues like smelly perfumes
but aaah fuck it...
his lil' dickie's tired of being played with
let him a grow up to be the thug he worships,
he likes to take it...
up the ass.... so incarceration
by petty-thieving is the answer
lil' "Donn- E" (or whatever the fuck) I will grant ya
for you are my biggest inspiration, fakin'
rapin', playin ... nevertheless with ur lil' weener
treat ya ... like the ignorant fuck u are...
ev'ry body wants to be a star....
when some dick will sign ya...
ev'ry body's got to withdraw....

(y)

Vinnem mooi, maar toch een vraagje: waarom ga je van 'normaal' schrijfengels aan het begin naar afkortingen en spreektaal aan het eind?

is geen gedicht, maar een rap... miskien een beetje postmodernistisch...
see ya