Stevie Ray

He is abhorrent,
His habits haunt,
His voice gnaws,
And his brain festers.

His Halloween face,
Scares women and children.

His name is Stevie Ray.

The glint in his eye,
Is of hellacious glee.

His ignorance is legendary,
His insanity runs rampant,
He possesses the survivor's,
Desperate knowledge.

His name is Stevie Ray.

His eyes are bloodshot,
His nose drools,
His face is a flotation device.

He uses Powerade,
To cleanse his crimes.

His name is Stevie Ray.

His presence is comical,
Clownish and odious,
Corrupt and vile,
Laughable and pathetic.

He walks without balance,
In insecure lurches,
When the sun is up,
And nastily shining.

His name is Stevie Ray.

He is the abuser of urinals,
The plumber's dread,
When the day is spent,
And his body is toxic.