2007 May:

2007 April:

2006 August:

Polly wants a cracker
but the crack whore has to deal
For tonight it's no caucasion
but a black man she must feel

Polly yells and Polly sceams
but not once does she complain
Even though her insides
are in excruciating pain

See, Polly would do anything
for that rock she longs to smoke
To watch it melt over the ash
as she takes a great big toke

She longs to hear that ringing sound
that comes with every puff
And craves the rush that always comes
when she smokes the real good stuff

So as the nigger shoves his gigantic rod
into Polly from the back
A simple thought pops into her head...
"It sucks being hooked on crack!"