Ronnie Corbett

Rhyme patterans 
earth shattering the old Vatican 
my mathematical fanatical rambalings 
causing havoc
on the planet 
that i claim is my habitat
check my stats
I’m a professional baseball bat
known to knock the blocks off of con artists
I’ll send an army of adonises to launch my ships
into orbit with my hydrochloric acid spit 
bridge to captin we’ve got a problem
darwin is callin, his martian army is alarming
his soldiers are handsome and nubile
his rhyme style rips the titanium alloy off the ships brig
flip the script like gymnasts 
receiving a balance beam for Christmas 
i run the distance with mo farrah at my side
it’s likely I will still rhyme at the age of sixty five
quite the damager of microphones
lower the tone with overgrown prose
just to keep them on their toes
don’t go without a hug or a kiss please
freeze, my steeze brings the spoken word scene to their knees
for a chance to see the undefeated
unprecedented elitist in a cheap marquee 
it’s too far to see into the future
film reel bloopers from my past could get me neutered
the karma sutra is too PG-thirteen
for me, I could easily proceed without the need to fuck your spleen 
what i mean is
I’m a feind miss
can I get a kiss or is that too forward?
like ronnie corbett I’ll anecdote you to death
like crystal meth writing rhymes is an addiction
truth, fact or fiction
writing my life out is an affliction
and a blessing and a curse and a tremendous burden
its certain poetry will be the death of me
my credibility is malevolence
irrelevant is the poems content
cause you can’t even comprehend the writers intent 
but please, go ahead and take your own meanings
from the things i really believe in
I read them sober or steaming 
screaming while I’m teaching
i learn like bookworms
stern in my reserved state
claim to have a migraine
but really I’m going insane