Strait Talk

I had some crap for sale and 

under understanding Americans 

lined up to fork over hard cash

for my crap.

That was the art of my deal.

I like to call it something other

than stealing, dealing is the way

that I have come to sell my product.

I sit on a gold toilet, a toilet,

let others toil,

I made that up while I stood up,

and flushed the crap that I could not sell

down the drain,

good-bye,

hey,

I'm starting to sound like some other guy,

that wrote a book,

this is a poem,

his story was that lying is okay,

it is not a bad thing

if it's done for the right reason,

but, what he meant was,

if it's done for the Rights' reasons.