poems 2 rock your soul by Steve Buscemi

there is a viper in the grass
a silver tongued serpent
here to bite somebody in the ass

or maybe its a kindly odd shrew
with not much to say
but a memorable tone too
and he’s all bug eyed
just staring at you

you’re a simple man
you play it close to the chest
whether you’re collapsing a wind pipe
or trying to jest

you’re not much to look at
but hilarious and witty
and you shan’t ever complain
you’re fuckin steve buscemi