Requiem For A Dying Rock GodA Poem by Olmsted A. T.A parody of self obsessed ego-maniacal rockstar tropes.Requiem For A Dying Rock God It's 3 am and I'm thinking of you I'm wondering what we would do if you were here but you're not and that sucks the low grade coke is wearing off and I'm alone at the back of the bus the first time since the dreaded fall of 92 I don't want or have to try at all to impress you I just wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna find out how your dress looks lying on the floor keeping close company with licensed g string and my trademarked one of a kind gnarly devil bat uniform Then after I caressed you and I had undressed you I'd love to show you all the fun things I can do with my ridiculously elongated tongue what's that you got a man ? well he can't do that - i know he can't he wont mind if I borrow you for a while I got a real nice bus parked right outside and there's plenty of room for two or twenty four if some girlfriends want to party with a real rock star You're busy ? there must be some mistake no you don't understand do you have any idea who your're turning down or just how f*****g big I am? You've never heard of Doctor Love surely you jest wait a minute you don't have to leave come back here and put me to the test what's changed have i lost my edge? maybe it;s time to get back into costume yeah that must be the big difference
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