Hey there, Butter Boy.
Another grease ball disguised as Mr. Slick.
Paddling through the melted fat
destined to clog
the highway of a healthy heart
Where are you rowing and when will you get there?
Do you just enjoy flapping your oars
in the laughable attempt
to make this rowboat fly off the float?
Is there a swirling starry night in your future,
or are you destined
for the edge of the Earth?
Will you be caught in the event horizon
of your distracting…