I’m on a lifelong mission, I’d be remiss not to admit
But every now and then I say enough of all this shit
Why don’t I let my fixed hair down and pour myself a drink?
You know what? Let me take that back. I’ll pour several, I think
Tonight I shall forget the world and everything within
Call a timeout on my quest: tonight let’s live in sin
I mean come on, is that so wrong? I don’t claim to be St. Paul
Sometimes a guy just has to stretch his manhood, after all
And on that point, can I please ask just how the saints do it?
No pun intended but life must be so hard; the celibate
Anyway I should digress, the details you don’t need
Point is, to stay sane we must sometimes feed our greed
The thing that matters most is to do it with respect
Be honest with intention for your actions cause effect
Never lie and lead folks on to satisfy desire
Cause if you do, and you believe…eternity is filled with fire
But more than that, its just not right
For they have feelings too
And son of a bitch I just realized
That this poem is preachy too
Where were you guys on that one, huh?