The Gay Frog Gospel: A Collection of Badass, Sexy and Absurdly Awesome Poems from a Basic Bro

Thomas Gray once said “Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.” Well, you best get your antibiotics ready, because this poetry is about to burn worse than the gonorrhea contracted by a 19th Century sailor after three days leave in a foreign port. Sure, poetry is about beauty, expression and the composition of alluring prose, which flow gently off the tongue like warm molasses in a summer’s heat. However, mine is of a different nature. I would describe my poetry as being like the reverberation of a Chuck Norris roundhouse kick after it strikes a cybernetic tyrannosaurs. My verses are like Walt Whitman’s Leaves of Grass mixed with 2 Fast 2 Furious, like T. S. Eliot’s The Waste Land if it was injected with steroids and tiger’s blood, like Pablo Neruda’s Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair meets Rocky IV. Because I’m not like a regular poet, I’m a cool poet. If you don’t believe, why not give this book a try. Because even if you hate it, I’m sure you’ll at least find it entertaining.