Poetry Slam - Spaced In And Fucked Out

Written By: Dan “The Man” Sklut

Earth, you bitch.
You're such a filthy whore, Earth.
You dress like a slut, with your skimpy little ozone layer.
It's like a planetary striptease, and you’re taking it off
Little by little.
It’s funny, ‘cause the more you strip, the hotter I get.
Oh, you’re getting me so hot, Earth!
I have an Oedipus complex bad for you, Mother Earth.
I just don’t like sharing you with trillions of others.
But I know you saw me staring at the Sun the other day, Earth.
Yeah, you caught me! I love the Sun, too!
She lights up my life. She’s way hotter than you, Earth.
You could call me solar-powered, because she turns me on.
Yeah, I had a fling with the Moon, too.
But she was a lunatic.
There was always that time of the month
When there’d be this side of her…
And where it seemed like she was hardly there at all.
I think she was seeing Earth behind my back.