Homer Baby

Homer Baby

A Poem by Baby Ricochet
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Don't ask

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I don't what a Goddamn burger
Get me the chicken wrap
It's made of left over testicles
So that's what's in that crap

Just put some bloody bacon on it
I'd drink a bacon shake
It would give a whole new meaning
To a good old shake and bake

Southern frying up the kitchen
My cousin Christmas ham
Had a heart attack on cheetos
In his arterys they ram

I wanna eat a funnel cake
My secret greasy shame
Just put it in an IV bag
And stick it in my vein

Rolling in the sugar batter
And get my salads tossed
Rub some butter on my privates
And taste my secret sauce

The fat police had an APB
Rammed it through the courts
Strap him to a big a*s tread mill
Tax payers take the cost

I'm not paying for blubber crimes
That's a people's ripper
If I'm going to pay pork barrel
I wanna see some strippers

© 2013 Baby Ricochet


Author's Note

Baby Ricochet
I have no clue where this came from. Just dicking around with my phone

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I will probably never eat again. I hope your phone has a heart attack.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

Maybe it'll get a virus
Hmmmm.... Well this is different lol had a good flow to it even if I couldn't quite follow it :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

Thank you.....
Random but threaded. I liked it.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

Thank you.....
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Added on July 27, 2013
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Baby Ricochet
Baby Ricochet

Tampa, FL



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I write just for the hell of it A way to spend some time Blurting out in cyber space Whatever's on my mind Maybe funny maybe tragic Emotional and raw Politi.. more..

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