Augustine Can Suck It
365 Gay Sharks
Day 43, Word Count: 475
Theme: February; Voices of the Scorned
This post is part of the 365 Gay Sharks project. If you would like to learn more about this project, click here to read more about it. :D
I'm sorry you're all getting a bunch of posts on your fl from me. I'm a tad bit really fucking far behind on my 364 Gay Sharks posts. In other news, my teacher thought this was "The most hilarious thing [he had] ever read. Ever."
Lyrics to $HE/ME's #1 Hit Single "Augustine Can Suck It,"
from her Platinum Album "GETTIN' LITERARY UP IN THIS HOOD."
Y0! $HE/ME taking a cue from Saint Augustine
setting herself up to be diarist supreme
Sit back, shut up, and enjoy the flow
$HE/ME gonna put on quite a show.
I grew up in suburb that was a lie,
bastard child of a desert and always dry.
They say that LA is a City of Angels,
but everyone's stuck here waiting tables.
Me? I got my stuck in old fables,
didn't subscribe to the dead-beat label.
I grabbed a pen and started dropping rhymes
writing emo poetry to fill my time.
But unlike that hipster Ryan Ross
Pete Wentz ain't never gonna be my boss.
I strive to be more literary
and not use words too incorrectly.
The world should be stunned by my vernacular
although it wasn't always this spectacular.
I used to wanna swim with the fishes,
while stuck inside and washing dishes.
As I scrubbed cutlery, I let my mind wander
imagining discovering fuzzy lobster.
Slowly dawned on me that story's where it's at
so I grabbed my pen and never looked back.
I confess I don't have a deep, deep reason
and at this school that is high treason,
but I write what I want and how I want it
it's the only thing I'm good at, so I gotta flaunt it.
I'm not good at math, science, or those other subjects.
When I got words, though, the world interconnects.
Word to sentence to paragraph to novel,
instead of shoes it's stories I cobble!
Like Stephen King, I just can't quit it
If writing was disease I would transmit it
to you and the world because I just can't see
why kids don't read, they just watch TV.
My job was obsolete before I begun!
How many kids read books? The answer is none!
But I will write until I die,
and if you ask here is the reason why:
I'm a dreamer not a schemer,
like a lover not a fighter,
Stephanie Meyer is not a writer!
But J.K. Rowling ain't much better,
even if I'm waiting for that Hogwarts letter.
I write because I'm a right idiot
and everything I do is pointless shit.
So you gotta pick and choose what's worth living for
and everything else you just ignore.
'cause haters gonna hate no matter what you do
so let me impart some advice to you.
When you wanna give up, just stop and remember
the thing that sparked your creative endeavor
and why you just keep holdin' on
even though it seems all hope is gone.
When you remember that reason, you best not forget it.
Then grab your hope and just reset it!
I'm possible, the word itself encourages you
and I'm right here encouraging too.
(If, for some weird reason, you'd like to download a recitation of this rap, that's possible.)
This entry originally posted here. Original entry currently has
comments. :D
Day 43, Word Count: 475
Theme: February; Voices of the Scorned
This post is part of the 365 Gay Sharks project. If you would like to learn more about this project, click here to read more about it. :D
I'm sorry you're all getting a bunch of posts on your fl from me. I'm a tad bit really fucking far behind on my 364 Gay Sharks posts. In other news, my teacher thought this was "The most hilarious thing [he had] ever read. Ever."
Lyrics to $HE/ME's #1 Hit Single "Augustine Can Suck It,"
from her Platinum Album "GETTIN' LITERARY UP IN THIS HOOD."
Y0! $HE/ME taking a cue from Saint Augustine
setting herself up to be diarist supreme
Sit back, shut up, and enjoy the flow
$HE/ME gonna put on quite a show.
I grew up in suburb that was a lie,
bastard child of a desert and always dry.
They say that LA is a City of Angels,
but everyone's stuck here waiting tables.
Me? I got my stuck in old fables,
didn't subscribe to the dead-beat label.
I grabbed a pen and started dropping rhymes
writing emo poetry to fill my time.
But unlike that hipster Ryan Ross
Pete Wentz ain't never gonna be my boss.
I strive to be more literary
and not use words too incorrectly.
The world should be stunned by my vernacular
although it wasn't always this spectacular.
I used to wanna swim with the fishes,
while stuck inside and washing dishes.
As I scrubbed cutlery, I let my mind wander
imagining discovering fuzzy lobster.
Slowly dawned on me that story's where it's at
so I grabbed my pen and never looked back.
I confess I don't have a deep, deep reason
and at this school that is high treason,
but I write what I want and how I want it
it's the only thing I'm good at, so I gotta flaunt it.
I'm not good at math, science, or those other subjects.
When I got words, though, the world interconnects.
Word to sentence to paragraph to novel,
instead of shoes it's stories I cobble!
Like Stephen King, I just can't quit it
If writing was disease I would transmit it
to you and the world because I just can't see
why kids don't read, they just watch TV.
My job was obsolete before I begun!
How many kids read books? The answer is none!
But I will write until I die,
and if you ask here is the reason why:
I'm a dreamer not a schemer,
like a lover not a fighter,
Stephanie Meyer is not a writer!
But J.K. Rowling ain't much better,
even if I'm waiting for that Hogwarts letter.
I write because I'm a right idiot
and everything I do is pointless shit.
So you gotta pick and choose what's worth living for
and everything else you just ignore.
'cause haters gonna hate no matter what you do
so let me impart some advice to you.
When you wanna give up, just stop and remember
the thing that sparked your creative endeavor
and why you just keep holdin' on
even though it seems all hope is gone.
When you remember that reason, you best not forget it.
Then grab your hope and just reset it!
I'm possible, the word itself encourages you
and I'm right here encouraging too.
(If, for some weird reason, you'd like to download a recitation of this rap, that's possible.)
This entry originally posted here. Original entry currently has
comments. :D