hhhhmmmm Poetry

It seems I'm on another poetry kick.  I don't know where it is coming from, I promise it is unintentional.  It is just pouring out of me right now.  Maybe it's the swear-worthy agony that's goin' on.  Isn't there something about great art being born out of pain?  If it's true, you better hang on to your turban kid, cause when I die, this stuff will be worth more than the Mona Lisa!