Sunday, April 27, 2008

Ode to DeShawn Stevenson

In iambic pentameter:

DeShawn, DeShawn, you're such a piece of crap,

I wish you'd learn to shut your fucking trap.

Your hand-in-front-of-face routine is gay,

Your beard looks like a shit-stained pile of hay.


You tried to cheap-shot James into a fight,

But King LeBron was way too smart to bite.

You went all crazy hoisting myriad bricks,

Should stick to your day job sucking pig dicks.


The ugly stick came down hard on your Wizards,

Butler, Blatch and Antawn look like dead lizards.

Your dirty-tactics-loving, whiny coach,

Reminds me of garbage-dwelling roach.


Your pal Arenas tried to be the hero,

Instead he showed the world why he's a zero.

Playing the Cavs was tops amongst his wishes,

And now he'll soon be home, doing the dishes.


Your idiot fans continued what you started,

They showed themselves to be downright retarded.

Another first-round exit you'll enjoy,

Lots of free time to brokeback Soulja Boy.

2 comments:

Carla R. Jenkins said...

I love your blog! Keep up the good work!

chiefwahoo56 said...

Nice 'Ode to DeShawn'! And thanks for linking to my blog! It's good to see you are staying true to your C-Town roots.