Charles Bukowski
Rhyming poem:
The goldfish sing all night with guitars
And the whores go down with the stars
The whores go down with the stars

I'm sorry, sir, we close at 4:30
Besides yr mother's neck is dirty
And the whores go down with the etc.,
The whrs. go dn. with the etc

I'm sorry jack you can't come back
I've fallen in love with another sap
3/4 Italian and 1/2 Jap
And the whores go
The whores go
Etc