Safe. Legal. And None Your Goddamned Bus'ness!

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 Safe. Legal. And NONE YOUR GODDAMNED BUS’NESS!

Well these are quite the times, we heard a ruling about Roe

The Christian nationalists on the SCOTUS gave it the heave ho

And since nobody asked me lately

If I would opine

On what my take on this whole issue is

Well, OK, fine

Since you haven’t asked

And since, I am a straight white male

I know you need my take on this post haste,

So without fail:

My opinion on abortion?

Well here it is, bear witness

It should be Safe, Legal,

And none your goddamned bus’ness

Don’t call yourself pro-liberty

If your government watches

And wields its sovereignty over

Everybody’s crotches

Especially if’n you’re livin’ down there in a southern state

With higher infant mortality

Than Leb’non or Kuwait (look it up)

Yeah we got third world rates of infant death

Right here, damn skippy

So don’t claim your pro-life

(I’m lookin’ at YOU Mississippi)

Here’s the take away in case you still somehow ain’t gettin’ dis’

Safe. Legal

And None your goddamned bizness

Br.

Are we really gonna try to numerate and try keep pegs

On what each woman does with every each and every egg?

Cause then, equality!! Keep track where my sperms all go!

Cause frankly sirs, that info, you don’t wanna fuckin’ know!

(It’s really quite astounding, someone might wan’ call Guiness)

Safe, Legal

And none your goddamned bus’ness

So let’s just deep-six all these laws

All of which the like’ll

Put dumb criminal penalties upon the menstrual cycle

And further when it comes to gay marriage

Or  contraception

The  mind your own damn bidness rule

applies without exception

These rights should be sacrosanct

And we should keep ‘em goin’

As does your right to shut up

And leave well enough alone

Stop you legislators

Tryin’ to get all up in this

Just make it Safe. Legal.

And none of your goddamned bus’ness

I Write Fiction

People ask me Winlar why do you debase yourself

Performing for the unwashed masses

Why waste your talent and Kamaka tenor ukulele

On folks who won’t even get off their asses?

They say you’re bunch a layabouts who wouldn’t lift a finger

To even try to get anything done

Well that ain’t true I’ve often seen you lift a finger

It’s just it’s usually the middle one

They tell me that I’m wasting my genius on you losers and I have to say I beg the contradiction

You’re all winners in my book

…I write fiction

I make a point not to judge on other people I’m always kind congenial and gentle

And I just wouldn’t dream of judgin’ any of you all right now as some of you are very clearly mental

Cause bein’ judgemental, where’s that even get ya’?

I love all of you the equal and the same

As people I meet under classier circumstances who aren’t irrevokably lame

Nope you will not find me a’ judgin’ or a’juryin’

Don’t even think you rate my jurisdiction

Nope. You’re all winners in my book

…I write fiction

Br.

Sorting people into classifications

That’s the kinda thing done by snobs

I don’t think other people are better than you, just ‘cause maybethey can hold a job

No you won’t hear me using 

awful terms like low-class, ill-mannered or uncouth

Nope I’m too classy to use words like that

Even if they happ’n to be the truth…

So I’ll go and repeat it, it’s really a nice sentiment, don’t see why it’s causin’ any friction

You’re all winners in my book.

…I write fiction…

Yeah, This whole notion of winners and a’losers it’s a thing that anyone just shount do

I Don’t divide the world in two and call one group “winners”

And go and call the other group, well, you

Life as they say, it ain’t a competition

No matter how horrifically you play

A situation that the likes of you must be quite thankful for

Each and every motherfuckin’ day

And yes you could improve a lot in lots of minor areas like manners, hygiene, etiquette

And diction

But you’re all winners in my book

…I write fiction

Yeah you’re all winners in my book

(It’s a pretty thin book…)

I write fiction!

You’d like it, there’s pictures!