Adam Werzog
i am writing a poem for you here it go:
I love you so much even if it's platonic
I would fuck you so much but they'd call it histrionic. Every time they see us we make a new rhyme,
you did some bad things but you'll never do time. Dear Adamest Warzog you bit my hand once,
we laugh a whole lot when your man calls me "nunce" you are the purest white light yet to live,
I'd love for your house to be next to my crib.
You're who I think about when I am drunk
You be smoking so much they be calling you skunk
In past lives you gouged out my unsuspecting eyes
In this life I proclaim my love til we die!
You can be the uncle to all of my children
you know what they say: it takes a whole village
I saw you up in the void once before
you flew into LAX but all I did was Snore
you're my bestest friend and for you I would cry
You told me to come back when I finally died
Adam Werzog you are so handsome
I'd lovingly keep you in my pocket for ransom
Your blue eyes are special and oh so bright
Where would I be without the Latin King of Light?!
You have a twin?
Call that tweedle dum
Much like my kin, i suck on my thumb
Your thirst for me may turn to anger
But you & I on the screen would invent a whole banger
Love you so much they be calling it lust
If i say I ghost wrote this would you maybe fuss?
the whole Latin crowd be so jealous of us
our friendship is platinum, it will never rust
LEAVE IT THERE, BEAVER
