Joe's Big Show

I have a friend, and I was bored at work so I made a poem in honor of him I guess.

There was a man named Joe,
who could not find a good ho,
he had a good soul,
but was stuck in a hole,
here's the reason why he lacks dough.

See Joe was a very free spirit,
and the law, he just did not fear it,
but he would always get caught,
for good or for not,
and watched his money go down the toilet,

Now Joe had a mission in life,
to find his oh so special wife,
she would love to smoke,
and laugh at his every joke,
and not stab him in the back with a knife.

Joe also had a big dream,
WuTang called it CREAM,
he would travel the globe,
to discover and to probe,
all the while drinking some Beam.

Now Joe worked at the Depot,
but once had a job as a repo,
at least he had a job,
but now he might resort to rob,
like that one guy named Debo.

Him and his friends were hippies,
whose nights were fun and trippy,
he met a girl while on acid,
but couldn't perform and was flaccid,
his new nickname was now drippy.

Drippy used to have a black eye,
how he explained it sounded like a lie,
he said it was from a rave,
I think he met an ape in a cave,
who punched him while he was high.

A pull up Joe was trying,
At full speed he went flying,
but his gloves did not grip,
he hit the ground like a big dip,
coughing up blood as if he were dying.

And that was Joe's big flow,
a story that all need to know,
his life will always be a mess,
and I must confess,
It's way more entertaining then any show.