Changed My Underwear,------- and My Name

I change my name like underwear... fairly often, I suppose I change my clothes like area codes and Imma' damn gypsy, ya' see I keep it fresh ta' death nada speck of blood or ketchup on my attire I got more rhymes than I got grey hairs and that's an effing lot because i got my share I digg a hot-fire piece of passionate verse those are indeed rare to find YET... if only poets would unleash the fury instead of holding back what's really on their mind... I must say... the library, the internet, the etc. etc... would be a less stinky place... AND, maybe I'd keep my name, and sever ties with underwear's elastic, and just go APE-Spit Spastic!~