he’s not your run-of-the-mill maniac
thrice escaped and twice hauled back
steely-eyed with a devil’s grin
he invented seven new deadly sins
he watches the “can haz cheezburger” cats
and will stop to fix an old lady’s flat
he’s got two souffles baking in the oven
and is cooking meth on the stove above ‘em
By B Gourley in humor, poem, Poetry on November 4, 2016.
