Luxury

My dad gets gout-
Bet I get it too
Because I love meat and grain based booze
And to stroll all day til my toes are sore
Then to fuck and eat and drink some more
We live like kings, us modern peasants
All my meals are rich and pleasant
My lover’s body mine whenever
Without heed to month or weather
My clothes are leather, cotton, silk!
(Honestly mostly cotton,still~)
A new clean piece for every day
A hot bath only steps away!
Oh luxury! My home is full
Of books and parchment, inks and quills
Of gems and paints and instruments
Of games and films and merriment
And if I tire of my abode,
I’ll take my freakshow on the road
And fly at 80 miles per hour!
Like I was given magic powers
And if it means I keep these things throughout
Then I say, Hell!
Bring on the gout!