And I didn’t want to be a writer, anyway by Melanie Browne

And I don’t have a dick

And I have a husband and kids,

And I’m from the south

And I don’t hate Jesus

And I don’t care about gay marriage,

Because, frankly,

It isn’t that interesting,

And I like grits,

And I have a tattoo

On my shoulder that

Says Rebel Yell

And I put it out on the

Internet,

For no good reason,

I think I just wanted some

Attention,

Which is the same reason

I am writing this poem