I Would Have Fucked It Up, Anyway

A poem about dodging bullets with fortuitous disadvantage

Google, Bitcoin, Facebook, and NVIDIA fo sho
I could have, should have, would have bigly bought
Rather I goosed my mates, kindly friend and fucking foe
Made them silly rich, as I fraught with zero naught

Yet I know myself well, candid snarky truth be told
Cash on hand long gone, to many a song birds’ bush
My sick portfolio oh so flush, nearly every sense sold
Dirt poor at long last, a dirty old man in no such rush

Crypto at hundred K —
I would have fucked it up, anyway
Early pull on my 401k —
I would have fucked it up, anyway
Way too late to pray —
I would have fucked it up, anyway

Pussy walking a pitbull, she a hot Puerto Rican
Sparks flying, circuits breaking, a Tesla she craved
Trigger mos def pulled, had my equity been peakin
Bankruptcy a-creepin, a wealthy bum depraved

Next in line for a good time, a Manhattan grind
A slender fender bender, and pleasing teasing mate
True love in kind, tho misaligned, we didn’t mind
Sunday sleep-in bait, switched to see real estate

Could have been king for a day —
I would have fucked it up, anyway
The tax man made me pay —
I would have fucked it up, anyway
Did just about anything for a lay —
I would have fucked it up, anyway

Debts paid in full, had I only paid attention
Equity to burn, wealth spurned, never did I learn
Negative interest accrued, hardly a shrewd intention
No looking back, creativity is now all that I yearn

Google, Bitcoin, Facebook, and NVIDIA — hell no
I couldn’t have, shouldn’t have, wouldn’t have fought
My ass gets a kicking, popping speed and chugging joe
The Muse is a fickle bitch — always sought, never bought

Crypto at hundred K —
I would have fucked it up, anyway
Early pull on my 401k —
I would have fucked it up, anyway
Way too late to pray —
I would have fucked it up, anyway

Not about the money
Busy bee flirty buzzing
All I want is the honey
Refusing the muzzling

Amped by the pressure
Walls closing in on my sin
Excitement beyond measure
Going all-in for the big win

Could have been king for a day —
I would have fucked it up, anyway
The tax man made me pay —
I would have fucked it up, anyway
Did just about anything for a lay —
I would have fucked it up, anyway

“Make some sacrifice for your art and you will be repaid, but ask of art to sacrifice herself for you and a bitter disappointment may come to you.”
— Oscar Wilde

“The essence of all beautiful art, all great art, is gratitude.”
— Friedrich Nietzsche