Angerman

Reprinted from "Street Talk"

Angerman bobs down the street like
Cork on a river his foul mouth poppin' and pippin'
'Motherfuckers fucked me like a rectum change
my diaper motherfucker you got to see my love cock
Yeah Yeah?
Angerman jolts and rebounds
Curb taffty bending under deliberate prancing
Angerman don't mind he's really cooking
Afro? wild and deranged with baby birds drifting
Lazily in and out and shoelaces akimbo dunked with
Street poppies like crushed glass and empty baggies
Angerman sees you through the window and smells
your fear and loathing like Old Spice he is drawn
metal to magnet frothing bits of ancient Latin through
Fissure lips
Angerman knows you scared boy You scared fear is a womans
Scent
Fear is pussy fast cars money he ain't never seen a hot meal a lovers kiss
Not having to piss and shit in the back alleys of rundown donut houses
He on you now
Angerman raging ghetto prophet speaking in tounges
Motherfuck you white crackerspicwop man chickenbone eye
Don't don't don't electrocute me man....I don't fuck shit up shit up
Lock the door drive away
Angerman
Protect your children every day from
Angerman
Here he comes he's Angerman
Angerman got the magic power makes the heavy cars
flow around him rock in the river they never hit him I see
Him on the median every fucking day
Angerman Shaman Mojo Voodoo
He killed a man once
Told me it was self defense
Then went on to cast a spell
Shittttttt baked fries with applesauce pussy don't look at me
Ill kill you too Graham Cracker saltine bitch mother fucker
Anger man so funky
He so funky.
Angerman.
You know him. If not
He know you.

Copyright 1998-99 Harry R. Fagel