If you think that's geeky, try my latest unrecorded masterpiece on for size (copywhatever and the like, or some such, since I do plan on recording it):

My baby wears rubber for her street clothes
My baby smells, mmm, sweeter than any rose
My baby just cut off two of her toes
My baby once broke the president's nose

My baby can see in infrared
My baby might beat you 'til you're dead
My baby's so goddam good in bed, oh mama, here she comes now
And my baby hears voices in her head

My baby's so beautiful
My baby's so powerful
She's super-intellegent
She's a real post-human miscreant
My baby's awesome, she's rockin', she's totally great
My baby was Miss Arkham Niiiine-ty-Eight

My girl's a real killer with a gun
My baby says terror equals fun
My baby says I can't hide, she won't let me run
But in my eyes my baby's the only one, she's the only one for me

My baby knows crime sure can pay, yes it can
My baby won't ever let me stray
I'm in the sights of her lovin' death ray
My baby's bustin' out of here today

Oh, look out now!

My baby's so beautiful
My baby's so powerful
She's super-intellegent
She's a real post-human miscreant
My baby's awesome, she's rockin', she's totally great
My baby was Miss Arkham Niiiine-ty-Eight

These are awesome. If you aren't members yet, you guys should join the Bad Poets Society tribe. I had great fun submitting my gems and reading other people's submissions, though I haven't posted anything in a while.

badpoets.tribe.net

Totally twisted really. I got some funky stuff to share too. I am one of those poets that can't read off the top of ma head, but can think of something fresh and disasterous after reading a few depressing poems.