Shameless Hack on Billy Collins, Son of McHack

"My New Song"

I tell them about my new song,
How it goes, vaguely,
Explaining the attitude.

I tell them it’s about prison.

How it makes you want to growl
The blues like a caged man.

I tell them the chords are easy
But the texture is tough.

I tell them it’s cool like ambien,
And smooth as heroin on a warm night,
Where you could relax and listen to it outside.

But they shoot its brains with their scoffs
And get life sentences without parole, becoming
Aryan brothers and stab a brother 74 times.

They need to pound its face for hours
To truly feel out its rhythm.