A Morbid sloth is best to be

In  worlds where people are a sea.

This part, it leaves you full of whey

A pea in pods and full of gay.

For now I live alone in life

Amid this clusterfuck and strife.

These simple poems work for you

Because you're stupid and a stew.

An idiot, it leaves me bland,

it leaves your gear, amongst my hand.

Stupid is as stupid does

Okcupid needs to be 

Where you can live amongst this sea

Of morons who can have a life

Where living is like smelling cheese

On days that blows a hearty breeze.