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"Rude" and "Class": This Fuckin' Guy Disses Some People and Gets Schooled

Rude
It's really fucking rude of me
To be sitting here, watching Fin Divilly
And writing this fucking poem
Instead of giving him my undivided attention.
I mean, I'm giving him some attention,
But it's fucking divided:
My time is divided between the lovely fucking performance Fin is giving right now,
And this stupid fucking poem I'm writing.
I mean, Fin came all the fuck from Ireland,
And he's singing some really lovely motherfucking songs,
And I'm writing this shit.
And that's really motherfucking rude.

But what's even fucking ruder
Is that after Fin finishes his performance,
I'm going to go on next,
And read this poem,
And maybe one more,
And then I'm going to have to leave,
And probably not watch any of the other performers.
I mean, that's really fucking rude.
I'm really fucking sorry.
It's just I've got this class in less than an hour,
And I've got to get over there.
I'm really fucking sorry,
I really shouldn't be a part of this open mic at all,
If I'm not going to have the decency to fucking listen to anyone else.
But I fucking am part of this mic--
The fucking worst, the fucking rudest, motherfucking part of this mic.

And I realize that it's fucking disingenuous of me to be fucking castigating myself like this,
Hoping that some of you might think, "This Fuckin' guy should give himeself a motherfucking break, it's not like he's setting fire to a motherfucking rainforest or raping a frog,
He's just being fucking rude to 15 fucking people at an open mic,"
But to that I would say: fuck you.
This is what I fucking do.
I do reprehensible motherfucking things and then appogize,
And then fucking hate myself.
I'm fucking sorry.
I really fucking am.
5/14/2015

Class
I made it to my motherfucking class
By running like seven or 8 motherfucking blocks from the bar where the mic was at to the motherfucking G train
And that motherfucker was pulling into thw station just as I was running down the fucking stairs.

And the class was pretty fucking good.
All in all, the evening went pretty fucking well,
Except I still fucking hate myself a little bit for being rude.

So I guess the next time I go to that mic,
I better make sure I don't have any other fucking thing planned.
I guess I better stay for the whole fucking thing.
It's the least fucking thing I could do.
I don’t want people to think I don't have any fucking class.
Oh, you see what I fucking did just there?
Ok, now I hate myself even more.
5/14/2015

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