A poem

Here is a poem that I wrote about Spiderman and spiders in general:
What's a matta you?
By Bones Maloy
Ooh, baby
Yeah spider webs
All over your face
In your vagina
In your hair, in your clothes
Ballin' outta control
Spiderman said, "Join my band
And I'll bite your mom's boyfriend Larry in the hand."
I was like Spiderman when are you gonna learn I don't play an instrument except for maybe recorder
And Spiderman he was like "Record this." And he let out the most horrible noise I have ever heard
It was like a combination of a scream and a ghost
I woke up wearing a hat made of spiders
I must have gotten fucked up last night
The spiders are waking up
This hat is biting me
Spiderman shoots the hat off my head with a blast of web potion
I cry, I cry
My tears form into a puddle, out of the puddle emerges the twin towers, or a hologram thereof
I punch desperately at the face of the twin towers but it is a hologram
My hands pass through the projection
Was it all a dream?
Spiderman, take me away
Swoop down with your web blaster and take me to New York, NY
Do not trap a helicopter between the twin towers with a spidey-net
The helicopter will only come blasting down to the pavement like so much debris
I jacked off on the wall of hope
I rubbed my semen all over Spiderman's hair
Spiderman 2, in theaters now
The End