This particular poem seems to have been inspired by a spell of boredom the came over me as I strained to take notes on the Yang Shao Culture in my Chinese Art History class. Enjoy...
how innocent you are
through the speakers
of my brand new 2009 Mercedes SLK.
Run for your life if you can little taxman.
I've already hid my Capital Gains in the sand.
(In the sands of Gayhead Island).
Who needs charities?
When its cheaper to exploit loopholes.
I may look sensitive in my pink Vineyard Vines v-necks,
but your problems have no place in my Rubber Soul.