Tennessee Fried Poetry

A comprehensive tour of the mind of a burnt out feller living in Tennessee as seen through his poetry.

Wednesday, October 13, 2004

Captain Piss Gums and his Pervert Pirates

Well, Cappy, this is gonna be sappy,
This tribute from me to you,
But you made all the collegians so happy
Through your subliminal messages, true.

I'll always remember my adult days young
When I marched to the beat of your drums,
And when this song has been sung,
Everyone will then know of Captain Piss Gums.

Captain Piss Gums and his pervert pirates,
They spoke words true.
They were not a stupid bunch of gits
But icons who grew and grew.

Those bad brainiacs they told us about,
About how they controlled our minds;
All this, he told over a stout,
Thank you for teaching us never to wear blinds.

"To arms! To arms!" Cappy called out,
"We must fight the evil establishment.
We must take it to them; we must take that rout;
We shan't pay another red cent."

And so Cappy and the pirates and the collegians
Drew from their sheathes their blades,
And attacked those patricians, those enemies of the plebeians,
And they thus got good grades.

When all was said and done, put to bed,
And the psychedelia returned, indeed,
We pledged our loyalty to Cappy, his pirates, and said,
"It couldn't have been won had we not you to read."

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