Welcome to the category of The Composition Book. Selected entries of poetry and prose.

Today’s entry: Sean MC, my attempt at rapping, which winds up as sort of a cross between Vanilla Ice and Eminem. Esenem? No, that’s something else entirely.

Sean MC

I’m Seanie Mac, I’m on the mic

My brother’s a dork, my sister’s a dyke

The TV was on when I was conceived

Doc Severinson playin’ the Tonight Show theme

Got a Big Old Buick that seats about five

Playin’ “Dancing Queen” and “Staying Alive”

“Surf Naked” stickers, free tea all ‘nite long

The big blue light from the window of Club Sean

There’s KTNS boomin’ out of the car

as I’m climbin’ the eves, underneath the stars

Sayin’, “Take the Mac out of McCormick” is all Dan can do

But it’s hard for me to help it, I’m Seanie le Phew

Bouncin’ after women, the thrill of the chase

they love the Fu Manchu on my flawless face

Got a Gizmo in my pocket, on the computer Hall & Oates

“So you go to Paris, France…” in my big brown coat

I’m The King of Empty Promises, the Composition Book fiend

As the Framing Master, I can fix anything

The mayor of Cypresswood, I lead the Big Parade

But nothing seems to help, I still can’t get laid

Been 10 months, I’m sure it won’t cease

it hard to get laid when you’re the ‘Sodomy Police’

“Chicken Pot Pie” and Arabica

“I’m Sean McCormick, damn glad to meet cha’”

Endangered I am, got my own society

’til they let Staci in, so I said “Bite Me!”

Whether it was a white tornado or maybe it’s real

Avril’s my name, it’s my business to steal

the CMB, the ERM and family Colotto

Been rappin’ a while, it’s now time to go

If it’s cheesy I’m there, if it’s stupid I’m gone

Like my father Dean or my mother Dawn

they’re crazy too, talk to them and see

Gotta end now, got elsewhere to be.

–Sean

Comments:

Psy_guy said…
uh…
WOW!
so…when does the single come out?