11th Grade, Tom Buchanan Poem / Diss Track

'The Great Gatsby' American Literature class assignment

From Nick Carraway to Tom Buchanan

Buchanan

Oh man

Where do we begin?

A hulking,

boastful

White Supremacist.

Oh Tom

So crutched on

Recycled rhetoric

By Goddard.

You claim it's all scientific.

But here's a little news flash.

I promise that it'll be real fast,

It's just a quick warning

About your crutch:

It's warping.

Your racism ain't endearing

And as a prop, I'm fearing

That it can't support your weight.

What can? I'll state:

You've got a "cruel body"

A voice so husky

You never hide your money.

Is that how you got your honey?

Your lady. Not Daisy.

She's for when you're feelin lazy.

The one in New York

You sweet talk.

Man you're crazy!

This is your friend Nick.

I'm worried sick.

If guys like you are East Eggs too,

What are the rest of us gonna do?

What has this world come to?