I'm the MacGyver of forms I can do anything with 2 Lines

 

I’m the post rock guitarist Pep Lupone
And my shrink said I need a new career
Fuck you, I said, get me a beer
I slammed down the phone

And my shrink said I need a new career
Because musicians are to live without fear
I slammed down the phone
Like it was a big meat bone

Because musicians are to live without fear
They look through holes with lewd leers
Like it was a big meat bone
My shrink let out a lulling moan

They look though holes with lewd leers
A sinner like you wails like a deer
My shrink let out a lulling moan
She sucked in my load without a groan

A sinner like you wails like a deer
Fuck you, I said, get me a beer
She sucked in my load without a groan
I’m the post rock guitarist Pep Lupone

 
 

On 7/20 Jack Hoffman a Servant of Time living on a commune in Madison WI gave me these two line: "I'm a post rock guitarist" & "You need a new career," and asked for potted meat. You too can get something from me by providing me with 2 Lines. And I'll MacGyver them together with spit and wit to form a disasterpiece.

You can also try 6 Words too in case you can't conjure up two lines.

 
 
 

Also check out my new wordpress website. It's a literary journal called Randomly Accessed Poetics! Submissions are open. I will be publishing literary works, explicit language pieces, and eventually a journal a relative wrote in the late 1800's detailing their journey to Oregon on the Oregon Trail. And when I gather enough submitted works from other people, I will be cobbling together an e-anthology called Randomly Accessed Poetics.