Poem Of The Day: the boys i mean are not refined

by | Dec 20, 2020

 

THE BOYS I MEAN ARE NOT REFINED

by

e.e. cummings

the boys i mean are not refined

they go with girls who buck and bite

they do not give a fuck for luck

they hump them thirteen times a night

 

one hangs a hat upon her tit

one carves a cross on her behind

they do not give a shit for wit

the boys i mean are not refined

 

they come with girls who bite and buck

who cannot read and cannot write

who laugh like they would fall apart

and masturbate with dynamite

 

the boys i mean are not refined

they cannot chat of that and this

they do not give a fart for art

they kill like you would take a piss

 

they speak whatever’s on their mind

they do whatever’s in their pants

they boys i mean are not refined

they shake the mountains when they dance

 

Thanks, boys.