Dear Dr. Seuss

Dear Dr. Seuss,

I slit my wrist today to sip up the poison
It's my choice with veins this noisy again
In there, a Choir of voices all sung in tune
Their faces were bloody, drawn as color cartoons
My better judgment laid back despite my absence
Whatever I say, blame it on my stab wounds, since
I'm sick but healthy, somewhat odd and deranged
That's why I write you, never mind the bloody stains

Anyhow, what's up man ? I read Go Dog GO today
A masterpiece work, full throttle all the away
Took awhile, but I finished it easy enough
It shook me up, but not like that Grinch stuff
And what's with the Grinch anyhow ? Pure evil
Essentially it alludes toward a sappy sequel
And I can't miss the changes that occupy his mind
Too sloppy and stressful against Christmas chimes
My ears bleed out to bells storming as missiles
Because Horton Hears A Who and sea shells whistle ?
Why Dr. Seuss, why ? I get you, but hot damn
We need to talk soon to correct this jelly jam

Anyhow, I've been cleaning out my library
Burning all your books that I hide and carry
Making room for my own looks, in the new style
I became book sick reading you after awhile
You don't know me Seuss like that, in fact
Don't confuse me with some random stray kats
I sew needles to my eyes and recite inner rhymes
Finding time to study between your beginner lines
Green Eggs be dammed if Sam I am is that picky
Wishing that Ham came on demand but more quickly
I find meaning where kids only rewind with laughter
Your books sway and last in my mind after each chapter
Shakespeare shit Romeo and you spit Go Dog Go
So I Vomit Juliet and burn my insides head to toe

But I'm over slammed with Green Eggs and Ham
I liked them, but understand I cannot be Sam
So get fucked Dr. Seuss with your Cat in the Hat
Your Words cluck sir; ABCs musing as acrobats
You say one fish, two fish, red fish on a round dish
I say finish a complete sentence not somehow childish
But you can't, you wrote to our National Pastime
When Coke was new and kids held dimes in lunch lines
You do have talent; astonishing when candle lit
Dim, I lend it to the paper in which I shit
And a million pens ink over spots yet printed
Yet, you leak blotches on paper and still get minted...
But you're now prey and I remain the predator
Yesterday was your day, today I mail this letter

Sincerely,

Ramble

PS: Rest in peace Dr. Seuss because in the end the beat goes on...

 

I guess I like certain parts, such as the conversational styling, and a couple lines here and there, but I'm really not feeling this piece.

 

OMG!!
That was awesome!!!

 

Do not ramble upon Dr. Seuss

I think it would be better if it were directed at someone who didn't earn my respect by pursuing their own imagination and igniting countless others.

 

^well said sir. That was masterful in its own right lol

 

DUde I like it. It sort of reminds me of "stan" by Eminem, but so far after reading "young pussy" I can tell that you're into hip hop so i'm probably just stereotyping you because im new to rap/hip hop poetry. This shits a trip man, well written ( :

 

I don't like hip hop music too much, just a few songs by a few artists (DMX's Lord Show Me A Sign being my favorite). But music is music to me. I usally stay with Mozart or classic rock.

Thanks for reading. This was actually written for a Rapmusic storytelling / topical league. It won.

For the last two months i've been writing for rapmusic dot com. That could explain the dramatic change of written style....I'm slowly shifting to non rhyme and more twisted ryhmes in my word plays

THanks