R E S P E C T So I was caught holding my own dick. Well, okay, who needs respect? Once I wrote to a writer, Does a bear shit in the woods? Miller-Lite fantasies Wired throughout What we call a (thick) skull. Can we drain the oceans For real estate and then Jerk off to some aspirations? Then you were caught holding your own dick? Well, okay, who needs respect? Once I wrote to a writer, Is the Pope a Catholic? Hey now! Hey now! Hey now! Don? t dream its over. In the past I was what some call a? poet? And now I hardly have to try anymore. Who said to drag so called morality Through the same deep murky philosophical toilet? You? re so (s)hot? like a brown bullet hole. Christ-awful butcher? s meat, stuck at a cold meat party. I want to know if a butchers dog can lie by the pork without touching it. Erhhh, so find out what it means to me.