Are My Poems Somewhat Corny?

I speak in parables and occasionally tell lies, Holy scriptures housing flames as rolling papers, Spent a few nights eating nothing but salt from shakers. Used to pray for the light but now disrespect favours, Pay off my therapist when I need a compliment on my behaviour. Yeah, Sugar crystal bites and a diet of capers, When the moon meets the landing, I’ve got a fast to get breaking. Got a booty call from at least one of my neighbours, Spent a week over and forgot everything except winning a hundred dollars betting on the Lakers.