"The Art Of Popping Merciless Zits" by Alexander The Poet 

When I usually wake up, 
I go to my mirror
I see a few zits, yup yup,
And zits, make me quiver!

As I start to squeeze the zits,
White puss begins to pour
My mirror, this white puss hits,
Creating, so much gore!

How the hell can I stop it?,
Will they ever be gone?
Because when I see a zit,
It's never any fun

Zits, if you all can hear me,
Can you please go away?
I want to live life, zit-free,
Please disappear, okay?

THE END